Heyyyyy bloooooooog. It’s August! This has been the MOST non-summer to have ever summered. Here it is, that Fall crisp in the air, and what in the hell happened to summer?

I mean truly I should be grateful, thanks to global warming it seems the rest of the US had record highs this summer. I should be happy that we had a nice cool summer, being enormously pregnant and all. Right?

Still, one can’t help but feel a tiny bit slighted. Summer is, after all, my second favorite season.

I’ll tell ya–my parents sending over a spare A/C unit that they weren’t using that we have set up in our bedroom has been a Godsend on the nights that are warm-ish.

Today I am 31 weeks and 2 days pregnant. Pregnancy-wise? I have no complaints, currently. Really! Nothing is bothering me.

I mean sure I’m as big as a house and have daily heartburn and get up to pee every two hours at night, but that’s just normal pregnancy stuff. I don’t have any ISSUES. Baby boy number two is as healthy as can be, my blood pressure is nice and low, and I passed my sugar test with flying colors, just like last time.

Look it’s a lady in her third trimester, camping! Where there’s a will, there’s a way. Man.

We read anywhere from 5-10 books to Goo before bed each night. He’s starting to recognize letters. It’s exciting!

Mama’s camping reading. It’s been SO nice to be able to read this pregnancy. I just couldn’t do it last time. No attention span.

Camping was great, the only issue I had was trying to get comfortable on Goo’s crib mattress. Josh and Goo slept on the typical little flat air mattresses I normally sleep on when not pregnant. My hips ACHED.

The weather was glorious. No bugs at all, and I only got a very mild sunburn (right about the time that this photo was being taken).

I was hoping that our camping trip would “kick in” summer feelings for me, but it didn’t, really. I’m just having an off-season I guess.

I had another art show at the Ballard P Patch! It was even better than last year, because 1. the temperature was a lot cooler and 2. I sold three paintings! Woo hoo! Josh and I bought some art, which sort of canceled out any profit, but that’s okay.

Something horrible happened recently–my boss decided after one month in the position to find a new job, and she was replaced by–a speech therapist.

Which means of course that the small caseload goes to–you guessed it, the new manager, also a speech therapist. I am no longer needed. I was given TWO WEEKS NOTICE to process this bullshit.

So here I am, less than 2 months away from going on maternity leave, GIANT with child, having to look for a new job. Terrible timing.

This is the first Monday I haven’t worked in a long, long time. Ugh, what a pain in the ass. Here’s some pretty maternity pictures Josh took of me.

This little guy kept photobombing me! He loves his mama.

At least Goo has daycare paid up for the rest of this month. And, bonus, I don’t have to deal with the daily comments about how huge I am. As someone who has suffered from body dysmorphia since age, oh, 8 or so, pregnancy can be quite discouraging that way.

Is it all worth it? Of course it is.

I can’t wait to snuggle baby number two! And smell that delicious baby smell. Mmmmmm, it’s the best.

Goo and I have had lots of conversations about little brothers and sharing and bunk beds (he gets the top, of course).

I am enjoying my daily naps, boy howdy.

Hi sweet boy! He’s fluttering away in my belly as I type this. A very active young man. Maybe he’ll be an endurance athlete.

Well that’s all for me, for now. I need to get cracking on some continuing education…with all my extra tiiiiiiime.