Bring it on, 3rd trimester!!!

So... my pregnancy book I read here and there told me to enjoy my 6th month as much as I could because when the 7th month/3rd trimester came, that's when I'd start feeling uncomfortable. Well, like clockwork... the 3rd trimester came with a bang. My rib cage (the right side) will randomly ache and feel a bit tingly and the pinched sciatic nerve doesn't help much other than distract me from the discomfort in my ribs. I think I might need a wheelchair by the end of this pregnancy. But, all in all, I guess it's not so bad. I mean, I can't really move when I'm laying in bed, it hurts to bend over (heaven forbid I need to pick something up the ground - I'm getting good at using my toes), and if I ever need to take step with my left leg, as soon as my foot hits the ground, I get a wonderful jolt of pain that shoots from my butt down my left leg. But, really, who uses their left foot when they walk anyway...

As I may have mentioned before, Toby and I finished Cooper's room and what a great accomplishment that was. I was determined to finish his room before school started this semester, and we actually did! I hope you all think it's as amazing as we do!!

And to think... a small part of us actually enjoyed all this! :)

Anyway, I also realized that I've lapsed on the belly pics. So my first was at 6 months and this one is at 7 months... only 11 weeks and 4 days to go (but, seriously, I'm not counting).

I realize I'm not the whale that I think I am, but there's something about someone saying "your belly is so small for being 7 months" that kind of gets under my skin. Is that supposed to be a compliment? Should I feel honored that I'm not entirely busting at the seams? I mean, I do have 11 weeks for this big boy to grow. I guess it's because I'm so achy these days that when someone tells me my belly is "small," I feel I don't have the right to complain about my pains. If I feel this way "small," what in the world am I going to feel like when I start getting the "you look like you're about to pop!" Anyway, that's my venting for the day. To those who think I have a cute, small belly... thanks. But there is zero part of me that feels small!

I suppose that's all for now. I'm digging deep at the moment to find some motivation to start my homework for the semester. I keep telling myself, I must stay ahead of the game... do not feel procrastinate... get going, Abby, it's the last semester... gotta finish those projects before Cooper comes... two last classes... go team! And nothing works!! I have no motivation. I am a procrastinator. In fact, I'm convinced that's when I produce my best work - when it's due the next day. I work best under pressure. So if I can possibly stop searching for distractions like the laundry that needs to be folded, the movie that has captured my attention, the stack of papers that need to be filed... and so on... maybe I can start reading Chapter 1 in my books. Chapter 1. ugh... last semester.