Here we are at 31 weeks. Holy cow. It's gone really fast but thinking about how there's still 9-10 weeks to go is kinda like, "For reals??" I'm ready to meet this new little Tutt, wear normal clothes, and get back to being myself. The thing I'm most excited for though is seeing Bronson meet the new baby for the first time. I hope he gets what it means when we say he's a big brother. I bet he will. He's pretty much a genius by now.