Sometime between last week and this morning, I got it into my head that I was going to be 32 weeks today. When I went to change the chalk board from last week and it said 30 weeks, I was seriously confused. Surely I didn't skip a picture? No. Just getting a little ahead of myself.
I went to the doctor this morning. No news. I gained about 1.5 pounds in the last two weeks. His heartbeat was in the 140s. I go back in two weeks.
I am still sleeping pretty good. My feet and back hurt if I'm walking/standing for more than an hour or so. Good thing I'm able to sit most of the day at work. I like to walk (and by walk I mean shop) on my lunch breaks so I get some activity, and that doesn't bother me. But if I'm doing stuff around the house all evening my back starts to kill me.
So far I haven't had any major swelling. My rings are still a bit tight and I'm taking them off at night, but I can still see my ankle bones. Give me a few weeks, I'm sure...