Just in time for Mother's Day, I had a entire weekend where I felt just like my mom. It was great--my living room was covered in piles of fabric, the sewing machine, glue gun, iron, etc., and I had a great time making all kinds of things. It started because I wanted to make a valance for Baby J's room, then I had an unexpected day off work and made things till every scrap of fabric was gone. Here are my favorite, two turtle onesies (I only made the turtle, not the onesies.)
I also made a diaper holder, a hooter hider, and the valence. I also did most of the work for two mobiles that I am making for friends. I'll post pictures of them when they are done.
Today I am 33 weeks, but here are some pictures from the last week (when I was 32). It seems like the baby is going through another growth spurt. (Last time I thought he was going through a growth spurt, I was right, and the doctor sent me in to get an ultrasound to make sure everything was alright. Everything looked great; he's just huge.) 
Most of the time, Baby J is good to his mommy, and makes me like being pregnant. But sometimes he enjoys spending his days pressing his butt into mommy's rib cage and making it uncomfortable for her to sit down or leaning on mommy's sciatic nerve and laughing when she hobbles around like a 75 year-old.
