Third Trimester.

My iPod pregnancy app updates every Sunday to remind me how many weeks Eva is at, and gives me a brief summary of what that means in terms of her development. So this morning it told me she is probably opening her eyes occasionally (what is she looking at?) and it also congratulated me for being in the third trimester.

Oh. Yikes.

I'm two thirds of the way through this? Really? That seems to have zipped by, but I suppose every pregnant woman thinks that when she reaches this stage. Of course the physical evidence does support this if I think about it; I can tell Eva is definitely getting bigger, and I know this because when she moves around I can see my bump quaking from her exertations. It is weird.