Week 28 Update:
We have an appointment in the morning where she has to drink a cup of gunk and they test her glucose level. She has been whining all week that she hopes she doesn't get sick. I shake my head and agree.
She has basically popped like a balloon. She kept trying to convince people for the longest time that she was pregnant by sticking her stomach out. One night a couple of weeks ago, she freakin popped. I have the notion to tell her to suck it in.
She has had problems with acid reflux so she had me cut some 6" blocks to raise the headboard. Now I can't sleep in the bed cuz I roll down to the damn end of it.
Doughnuts...the hormonal creature can't get enough of the cream filled chocolate covered ones.
Mental Note To Self: When pregnant wife is laying on jacked up bed with stomach exposed, don't say, "damn woman...what are you carrying? Twins in there??"