32 Weeks - Really?

So, we are entering into the home stretch. I'm officially in my eighth month of pregnancy and I'm beginning to get a bit anxious about things. So, in a nutshell, I think I'm starting the wonderful nesting period. Poor Justin. He's going to have so much to put up with :) But seriously, it's crazy to realize that we're almost done with the pregnancy and about to embark on parenthood. I can't wait to meet out little guy (still without a name I'm afraid) and I really can't wait to get my body back. I'm just too used to having freedom of movement - not being able to even comfortably touch my toes is driving me bonkers. I can still touch my toes, though - even if I can't see them.

Chiweenie update: still no interspecies cooperation between the cats and the dog. Although everyone is getting a bit more tolerant. Hopefully they will have resolved their issues before the baby gets here.

I know I need to post belly pics - but I kind of broke our camera. I know - I always thought it would be Justin to break it - but, alas, it was me. So, sorry for the lack of photographic evidence of me smuggling a beach ball under my shirt - it's all my fault.

Now we just need to get the nursery put together, file our taxes, apply for homestead exemption, pack a hospital bag, find a pediatrician, write thank you notes for baby showers, pick out a baby name, install the car seat, figure out my maternity leave, find Justin a job, force some interspecies mingling and, finally, have the baby. For those of you who don't know me very well, all of this will, of course, be done in the next two weeks. I can't help myself - I see a list and I want it finished. Although, I am at Justin's mercy on a few of the above items, so if I don't get everything done before Master Watkins makes his appearance, it's not my fault.