You are now about to enter...THE 3RD TRIMESTER

Yes folks, we've made it to the end. Or at least the 2/3rds mark. As cool as it was to be "half-way" it is even cooler to be in the 3rd trimester and "viable."

Baby Louey is growing and grooving and there is never a doubt in my mind that he is healthy and on the right path. The midwife saw me quickly, 2 days before Christmas, for a reassurance check on the baby. We also just attended our monthly midwife clinic appointment where all went well. She's very happy with my size and the baby's heartbeat is good and strong. (Although, he apparently didn't want to be disturbed, as he kept kicking the probe on my tummy and we couldn't get a good reading.) Was quite funny actually. The next pre-natal step is the dreaded glucose test, and all you mums out there will sympathize. Gross, huh?

This is a weird combination pregnancy...part Max and part Ash. With Max, I carried very high and totally in front. Once again, you can't really tell I'm knocked up from the back (or even from the front, depending on what I'm wearing!) And baby Louey is SUPER active, just like his big brother Ash was. There were days when I swore Ashton was going to burst his way through my abdomen, and I've already experienced a few "Alien- the movie" episodes this time through.

We survived the "silly season," although, of course, Christmas was a little hard. It was weird to think that next Christmas, we should have a little baby crawling around. (It was also weird to stomach the fact that there should have already been a baby crawling around.) But we made it through. Danny and his parents got me a lovely Pandora bracelet, with an initial and birthstone charm for all three of my boys, plus April's birthstone for when Louey arrives. (Only hope he doesn't come too early!!) I also realized that I have been pregnant at Christmas/NYE, four of the past eight years. Which is two-fold. #1 means I can't drink and am Dan's personal driver. And #2 that I can eat whatever and however much I want, without feeling guilty or getting fat (getting bigger anyways...mine as well enjoy myself!)

Post New Years, Dan and I were off to a wedding. Which meant finding something to wear and something that FIT!!! Not an easy task. But we did a little shopping and I found a beautiful dress (that I will never wear again...good buy) and I think Dan and I scrubbed up okay. Of course, once again, the pregnant lady had to sit out the drinking (and the wedding was at a FLIPPIN' WINERY!!!!!!) but at least I didn't feel like a pig sampling every finger-food that came past our table. In fact, those who were hungry came and sat with me, knowing the wait-staff would serve the pregnant lady first. Amen baby.

Someone told me the other day that Safeway (local supermarket) has got their hot cross buns out for sale. "I can't believe the stores are getting ready for Easter already!" people are saying. But we're totally okay with that. With Louey due at Easter, it'll be comforting and exciting to see Easter stuff start to fill the shops. A countdown to the white bunny is, in effect, a countdown to our new baby! I say, BRING IT ON!