It is so weird to say "I'm due next week." Holy cow.
- Parking my car at work or in the garage and not being able to FIT OUT THE DOOR. Sh*t just got real, as the kids say. This rock hard belly can't be sucked in. I've dried off the side of my car with the bump (not by choice) on more than one occasion.
- Leaning to grab something in the cabinet above the stove and setting my belly on a burner. Yep, the burner was on. Talk about not being aware of your own body!!
- Grunting and having to do a 1-2-3 to launch myself off the couch when lying down.
- Baby girl recognizing her daddy, mama and Taylor Swift's voices. Her movement either indicates she loves us, or she is desperately scrambling to cover her ears.
- Nesting and resting. It's really one extreme to the other. One day we go crazy organizing (thank goodness hubs is so handy), getting rid of unnecessary items and cleaning and other days it seems beyond exhausting to even stay awake for an hour long TV program.
- Having some physical signs that things are progressing and baby girl will be joining us before we know it...
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