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Halfway There!

Well friends, we are halfway there (in the pregnancy, that is!). I feel like I've been pregnant for a really long time and it's went really fast all at the same time. I know that time flies by, I think I have just forgotten what it's like to not have a kid kicking you most of the day from the inside! :)

Halfway there!

I keep thinking that once this (insert event, day, moment here) is past, life will stop being so busy. But no, it's really not. Between school stuff, church stuff, fun stuff and baby stuff we are just all over the place!

I have been on Spring Break this week (whoo hoo!) and have spent the week packing up the house for our big move next weekend. We have hit a snag in the loan process (not our fault) so our closing may be getting pushed back a couple of days. However, we should still be able to move next weekend. I look forward to hanging things on the walls, organizing, painting and having a place to call our very own again!

As far as the pregnancy goes, I think we're doing good. Most days I wake up and spend the day with an incredibly tight stomach. I suppose that's the stretching that's going on (ick). Baby Boy Henry is a very active little guy. My books say that around 20-22 weeks is when you should begin to feel "flutters" of the baby moving around. I have been feeling distinct kicks for about three weeks now. If you place your hands on my belly at just the right moment, you can feel those kicks too. And if you just stare at my stomach, it moves when he kicks. I think he must be a giant! Oh, what will this feel like in another 20 weeks?! But it is also very reassuring to feel him moving around in there as often as I do!

While we are both crazy busy, it seems there is really nothing to report. It's just the busyness of life, I suppose. Mostly work and some play! I will post lots of pics in the next few weeks of our new home!

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