So even though I managed to not take any photos or write a post about it, I was 33 weeks pregnant and am now 34. Please imagine that I regaled you with tales of having a baby the size of a pineapple floating around in there, and the awesomeness of not being able to close your raincoat in a downpour. This week, both Penny and Alex have gotten to feel the New Kid's hiccups, which are dramatic. He remains incredibly active, and is now the size of a cantaloupe. The weather has remained remarkably agreeable for this pregnant lady, with only one night too hot to sleep without an air conditioner, and rain keeping the heat and humidity down. So far so good!