My stretch marks look like Freddy Krueger made a pass at me.

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My non-stress test and ultrasound last week went well. Items to note for the ultrasound: the baby is now at about 7lbs 11 oz, a gain of about 3 oz from the last ultrasound; his overall body is measuring at 2 weeks ahead (eep) and his head? His HEAD? 5 weeks ahead, at a 41 week mark.

I have a feeling when this child is 50 years old I will be telling his grandkids stories about how his big ol’ head broke my oonie (I think Sophia on the Golden Girls uttered that about Dorothy’s head). Agh.

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My pelvis continues to feel like it’s about to snap in half, and today felt even more splitty. I’m feeling pretty huge, and haven’t been sleeping well at all - I am a furnace right now and if I could sleep in the freezer, I totally would. And to add insult to injury, the cheap box fan I picked up from Target fell over, and in the process, one of the flimsy plastic blades folded in on itself and wedged itself against the grid. Josh right now is attempting to fix it… by cutting it off. We are the epitome of class, lemme tell ya.