It’s finally here!
I’ve been waiting and waiting for this day. I have finally hit 30 weeks!
Maybe this isn’t a significant milestone for every preggo, but I am grasping at every mental and emotional straw I can to keep going.
30 weeks means I’m finally in to the single digits countdown.
Yes, it’s still 2 1/2 months to go, but the difference is I am now counting down instead of counting up.
It’s the little things.
There are days when I definitely feel like throwing myself a pregnant pity party, but I will not complain about it. I know there are people who trying desperately to have a baby, so it’s really not fair to anyone….I am grateful to be a part of bringing another life into the world. There are just days I’m tired. And have trouble bending over. But those are little things, right?
I’m still hoping I will go early (suggestions anyone?) or even consider an induction for Ben’s work purposes–he’s a teacher and might be teaching summer school, so if I think about the fact that it could be 8 or 9 weeks to go…well, that’s just darn right encouraging.
And in other exciting news, I think we have finally settled on a name. That’s been a never-ending struggle. I thought that finding out the gender this time would help, but somehow, it made it even harder–he’s so real now that the name picking part seems like more pressure…
And here you have it it. Getting closer and even though I can eclipse any other pregnant woman I know, and even though I am still getting asked almost daily if I am having twins, it’s almost done!
So, here it is. The big (and I do mean big) updated preggo pic. Be nice, ok?