It's game time, baby... Almost . Where do I even being? I mean, I'm getting ready to close the biggest chapter of my life at this point...and open a brand new book. A BABY BOOK. I've talked about this a lot before, but now that I can actually safely deliver at any point, it makes it even more real - I'm going to miss being pregnant. I have to be honest - the later weeks are a little more exhausting. The little bump days are sweet and cute. When you go from that "is she pregnant or gaining weight?" phase to the "how cute! She's pregnant!" But after 36 weeks, the ride gets a little more rough. The belly is B I G and the body is A C H Y. Walking hurts. Sleeping through the night is impossible - your constantly up (mentally and physically) trying to readjust your body. Small tasks are hard work. And everything is pretty much exhausting. You hit a point of - okay...my body is ready to have this baby. But when I think about that too much, and what th...
...So here's the thing...
My words, my thoughts, my life. Can you relate? If so cool. If not you're lying.