our little pork roast

another week and another doctor's appointment.  i am officially in my 33rd week and things are still going great.  again, we were told that the baby is right where he needs to be, in regards to size.  apparently, the doctor can tell that by measuring and poking and prodding my lovely baby bump.  i asked her to try to identify how he was laying...i keep feeling things and saying, well, that's either a booty or a melon-head.  turns out, he's booty up.  so that's what been busting me in the rib cage the past couple of weeks.  

the doctor estimated his weight at 3 1/2 pounds...about the size of a big, healthy pork roast.  he's still incredibly active.  flips and turns and pokes and prods.  my little sir kix a lot.  

i still have some residual swelling from our flights to and from evansville, but most has gone down.  my ankles are more ankles now, less cankles.  thank goodness.  

the final piece of the nursery has arrived...the chair!  jeff and i will pick it up tomorrow!  i'm anxious to see how everything fits in that room!  it is (besides the baby) the final piece to the puzzle.