Two more months until baby gets here! I am SO ready! I am just past 30 weeks along now & somedays I sincerely wonder how I am going to hang on for another nine weeks. Breena was definately my hardest pregnancy,I was sick with her & I had high blood pressure. This baby is being much nicer to me but I am getting tired!
*I am larger than I was with the other two
*I am older, I have much less time to rest
*I've said goodbye to my ankles & hello to my new cankles
*Polishing my toes is exhausting
*I am running out of clothes that fit
*My appetite is decreasing but I am still packing on pounds(how is that fair?!?)
*I just hit my first round of nesting- which means I can't relax. I clean closets, organize cupboards, rearrange furniture, and buy ridiculous amounts of storage bins. My to-do list grows daily.
*I am hot. All. Of. The. Time. It feels like I have a little heater in my belly. The muggy air we've had lately makes me nauseous. I warned Dave last night that if he turns off our A/C he will wake up missing an eyebrow!
*My biggest complaint right now is that Bree & Eli are suffering because of my inability to chase them like I use too. I haven't taken them to the pool alone at all this summer because I struggle to carry everything we need. Park trips are shorter. Outside time is limited on muggy days. They don't seem to notice a difference in their lives right now, but I do. And that mommy guilt is always in the back of my head.
What's crazy about pregnancy is that as much as it really stinks the last few months - all is forgotten the minute that baby arrives. This is the third (& final!) time I've gotten to this point. Is it worth it? Absoultely. Every sleepless night & discomfort to worth it to hold that baby boy. There is nothing better than to hold your baby for the first time, to smell that fresh baby scent, and to kiss those tiny lips that have never been smooched before.
We are excited & ready for the little one to get here (when he is ready of course & no sooner!). We have finally agreed on a name. Breena helped me paint the letters of his name that we will put up on the wall. And NO we haven't told her his name yet so don't try to get it out of her! Mother, that means you!!!
Edit: I couldn't get this photo to upload last night. Here is Bree helping me paint. Any guesses?