33 Weeks = 7 Weeks in Houston

As of Sunday, February 22, I am chained to Houston! I can't believe it, but our little boy will be here before long. My doctor said a long time ago that she wanted me to stay home after 33 weeks, so this isn't something that was a shock or because he's bigger than we expected, but it is nice to know that we're going to be here for the next several months. He's been moving a lot and in more predictable patterns which is so much fun. He's sort of a night owl like his mommy, his maternal grandfather and his paternal grandmother! :) There's one in every generation, so get ready night world; here comes Noah!

This is a picture from Noah's February 7 Cheerleading Shower and you can't really see how big I've gotten, but I'm PRETTY HUGE!

There's no news on the house; it's still on the market and we haven't gotten any offers yet. Please pray that we will get a reasonable offer. We don't want it to be shown a ton of times, just that one right time! If you ask for my preference, I'd REALLY like to sell it before Noah is here, but we'll see!

On another note, is anyone watching The Bachelor this season?!? My lovely Aunt Kris told me that she heard a secret on the radio about the finale! Leave a message if you want to know! It's CRAZY!!! And, what's up with this scene that's so personal they can't show it?!?!