Because I Should Be Doing Homework.

I have so much homework this week its overwhelming. So naturally, I'm blogging instead of writing my dang book review. 
Today I'm feeling especially grateful for everything going on in my world right now. It's Easter Sunday, and the choir at my church did such an awesome program I was holding back tears the whole way through. And not just 'cause I'm pregnant. I have to say, I'm so grateful for holidays like Easter to bring us back to Earth. To remind us that the little things that stress our lives, that complicate our worlds, that seem to override so much of what's really important, are just the minute things that really don't matter. It's so easy to get caught up in how you feel, about yourself or about a neighbor, a coworker, or anyone else, or really anything else. It's easy to forget that we are all imperfect and the things in our lives that seem to cause shadows so much of the time, are temporary. I'm grateful to know that I have the Atonement to make up for my shortcomings and to help me be forgiven when I really need it. That's why I love Easter. And today was just fabulous. The weather was incredible too. 
Aside from that stuff, I just really wanted to write down how I'm feeling. Today marks my merging into my 3rd trimester! I'm so excited. And I'm also freaking out. I'm nervous that my last tri will be like my first. I don't want to live off Zofran and be tired 24-7 but it's starting out that way. Dang. Also, the whole concept of Braxton Hicks freaks me out. How am I suppose to know if I'm in labor or if my uterus is just prepping? Seriously, I'm so clueless and paranoid and nervous and excited. So this trimester could be the most interesting. 
My belly. You guys! It's so big. And heavy. And I'm so serious. This belly is like carrying a 20 lb medicine ball around all the time. Strapped to your waist. I get winded walking up the hill when I take Marley on a walk. How out of shape am I right? I know. But aside from it being huge and uncomfortable and making me feel like a large animal...it's my favorite. Because it means that the little man is growing, and that means I get to feel him more often. My absolute favorite thing about being pregnant is feeling him. He makes me laugh! I seriously catch myself laughing out loud when he is doing a dance of sorts. And he is also such a punk--he moves all the time for me, and even for Colt. But whenever any of my coworkers or friends want to feel him move, the second their hand goes on the belly, he stops. And then starts up again when they've given up. How rude, right? I promise he is on the move almost constantly ha ha, maybe he's just shy. But I can't explain how much I love to see my belly move when he decides he's uncomfortable, or when he is stretching, or when he is doing some awesome kickboxing moves. My favorite. I wish I could let you all be pregnant and feel him too. 
Anyway. This post is random and scattered but that's okay. I'm just grateful for Easter, and for my baby boy who's growing in my belly. I cannot wait to see his face and meet his little self. It's getting exciting around here folks.