Not that there is much to tell on the baby front, except that my front is getting a whole lot bigger. I had a doctor's appointment yesterday and due to my getting there early, I was actually done with the visit before my scheduled appointment time. I loved that.
There was a little heart whooshing away in there and my weight was *cough* within acceptable parameters. Otherwise these visits are pretty boring until the end.
Except, of course, my next visit in about five weeks, when I have an ultrasound scheduled. For those of you who don't remember, we aren't finding out the sex. I feel perfectly bonded and no more likely to actually choose a name before having the baby. Since this is my fourth baby born in the fall (I sure wasn't good at planning around being pregnant and huge all summer long, huh?) I have all the baby clothes and other junk necessary for either a boy or a girl.
I'd like to say that my fourth pregnancy is just as exciting as the first one and I am just as thrilled about the thought of welcoming Adams 4.0 as I was the first edition, but the actual growing and planning for the baby does lose a bit of luster when one has most of the supplies and very little time to sit down and think about what will come. From my vantage point, I now know I can be well prepared with stuff, and I can pray for the best, but I have no idea what this kid will be like or what will go right or wrong.