Pregnancy in the eyes of a man...

So I decided a while ago that I would document this pregnancy with pictures not matter how big I get. I didn't do too many with Bode and I wish I had. I do have a few pictures with him but not enough. I do have one horrible mug shot looking one that I took a few days before I had him. (I think that I will pull that out soon to laugh at.) Jer has been kind enough to take the majority of the pictures for me. He was in a funny mood today when i asked him to take them today. I guess he felt it was necessary to document all the things that have grown in the last few months...

My feet. Not to bad. They are not incredible swollen yet. At night I can feel my toes rub together, that is when I know they are yucky swollen.

My face. I naturally have a round face to any extra makes it even rounder.

My boobs. I can't believe women pay for things this big. I don't want to know how big they are going to be when the milk comes in. Yuck!

And last but not least... the Belly. It is really, really poking out there. Last week when I was in Pinetop one morning I woke up and I could breath. I definitely think that she "dropped". Not that that really means too much, but I can now breath so much easier! Ahh one small joy in the last phase of pregnancy. (33 weeks)

Jer has been really sweet to me lately. He is always a thoughtful person, but even more so that last little bit. I can imagine it is not easy to put up with a pregnant lady. Jer is so nice to listen to my complains, rub my back and help when he can. I am glad that he is the father of my kids. I can't imagine a better person for the job. That being said here is a funny story:

When ever Bode toots I tell him that he needs to put it in the potty. Toots for him mean the poo coming and he needs to sit on the potty. So Jer thought it would be funny to well, toot in Bode's face. Yeah gross I know, but it happens. Bode looks up at him and says "put it in the potty dad". Don't you love sweet family memories? (I say very sarcastically)