Gettin' there...

Five months pregnant. I'm halfway there. I suppose since we waited over two months to tell everyone that it seems like I'm barely along. Junior likes to do somersaults at about eleven o'clock every night... he (or she) is an illusive little thing... kicking, getting me excited, grabbing Clint's hand and putting it on my stomach, and we both wait ever so patiently for another little kick... never comes, we go back to whatever we were doing, he kicks again, I grab the big man hand... we wait... never comes... until finally my baby's daddy gets to feel the little jabs for himself about a week ago. It's so much fun when your baby is showing signs of life apart from expanding your waistline. So far I don't feel like being pregnant has slowed me down much, besides my inability to eat unhealthy food without it coming back up. I suppose that is something to be thankful for... besides making a healthy baby, and keeping my weight in control, avoiding getting sick is a great incentive to eat pure, whole food.

I'm due to go play some volleyball with two sets of in-laws, so without further ado... here is your belly shot of the month. Pardon the disheveled bedroom in the background.