24wks and all's well

i had my 24wk appt yesterday (even though friday marks my "change of week"). we were supposed to discuss the glucose test; you know the one, you get to drink a super-charged version of sunkist in too little time to see if you're likely to suffer from gestational diabetes? that one. well guess what. this girl, she doesn't have to do it! something to do with my very minimal weight gain (still only about 5-7lbs) and finn weighing less than 9lbs when he was born. whatever the reasons, hallelujah! one less thing to worry about finding the time to do.* dr jones and i did discuss my upcoming rhogam injection...ooh the excitement! i don't have to do it until closer to 28wks, but it involves some bloodwork beforehand and blah blah blah. i need to start planning now on when to have it done. (i don't have taterbug on the friday of my 28wk appt, so i'm wondering if it would be okay to do it the same day...? any suggestions or opinions are appreciated. ahem, may, i'm talkin' to you, sister, since you have experience with this.) jones asked me if the babe is active, to which i responded something about how "active" is an understatement. this kid is punching and kicking up a storm. so much so, in fact, that i'm surprised my insides haven't fallen out yet or at least turned to mush. he makes such big movements, you can already see my belly contort. sometimes i cannot tell if he's pushing up against my belly or if i'm having braxton hicks. either way, it's a bit uncomfortable. it is so much more rewarding though, feeling him move and roll around, knowing he's growing and developing. there aren't too many more wonderful things than watching little brother try to kung fu his way outta here!

*i started watching tate everyday except wednesday, and i still have porter on tuesdays and wednesdays, so my weekdays are pretty well spoken for.