Preggo Meg O. - 33 Weeks! (plus a purse thief story)

Today I am 33 weeks pregnant! Woo hoo!! Baby O. is the size of a pineapple today, weighing 4.25 pounds! OMG, seriously?!?

I think I've really popped.....

What do you think? Pardon Greg's foot in the background. He was in the middle of watching Judge Judy (his other lover).

Random Preggo Thoughts:

- I discovered this dress in my closet and it works so well as a maternity dress! I forgot I had it.

- The scrape on my right foot is from falling down a few stairs in the theatre last week. Whoops.

- I had some nausea/puking the other night when I never had morning sickness this entire pregnancy. I am convinced it was a 24-hour bug because I was achy/feverish.

- Baby O. is definitely putting some pressure on my sciatic nerve. Sometimes I feel some numbness in my right leg while walking and it is so awk.

- It is getting more and more of a pain to get dressed every day.

- I still feel great, although I do feel like my weight gain has been too much. It's been close to 30 pounds. No lie. My butt and thighs feel like serious hams.

- My doctor said that he wasn't worried about my weight.
- My toes look absolutely atrocious, as I cannot reach my feet anymore. Professional pedicures from here on out!

And here's the infamous purse story from last night.

Greg and I went to a volunteer appreciation dinner (he is a court appointed special advocate for Child Advocates). Yep, a charity event. It was in this open air pavilion, so anyone could basically walk in and out. I brought a small purse with me with just a few items in it (iPhone, compact, lip gloss, driver's license, and one credit card). I got up to use the restroom and when I got back, the purse was gone. We started looking everywhere and it was nowhere to be found. We asked some of the caterers if they had picked it up, which they hadn't. So, we came to the conclusion it got taken. 

Immediately, Greg opened up the "Find My iPhone" app on his phone so we could locate my phone (because, obviously, that's where the purse would be). Sure enough, on the map, it was slowly moving a block away from where we were. Yep, it got stolen.

Greg was determined to get it. He and another guy ran off immediately. They got in Greg's car. Greg was driving while the other guy was looking at the GPS. Sure enough, they see this random hobo/ghetto dude walking down the street with my phone in his hand. They pull the car in front of him and accost the man, saying, "DUDE, what the EFF are you doing with my wife's purse?? MAN, what's your problem??? How dare you steal from a pregnant woman!!"

Random hobo ghetto guy said, "Man, I don't know what you're talking about! A dude named Eric sold this to me for ten dollars!"

Long story short, they pretty much ripped the purse and phone out of the ghetto hobo's hands and called the police while following him. They lost him and came back to the event. Next thing I see is Greg running towards me with my phone. The purse and phone were recovered. But for some reason, random ghetto hobo guy felt the need to keep my lip gloss, compact, driver's license, and credit card (which was immediately deactivated).

I hope ghetto hobo dude doesn't come to my house searching for retaliation. My thoughts is since he doesn't have a car, he probably doesn't want to walk 30 miles south.

Moral of the Story: Activate your "Find My iPhone", if you have one. It may save you from random ghetto hobo dudes.

p.s. Greg is a total BADASS.