You're killin' me, smalls! I officially feel very tired, very pregnant and very ready for the next few weeks to pass by so you can make your way into the world. I had a to-do list this weekend of a million things I wanted to do to start preparing for your arrival. I did about 2 1/2. Granted, those 2 1/2 things took me like 8 combined hours. But still. I am tired. All. the. time. Simply walking around the house leaves me winded. Your kicks haven't been feeling great, I've been having a sharp pain in my left hip (that I'm thinking is round ligament pain) and have I mentioned I'm tired?
Clearly, I'm in the midst of throwing myself a pity party. Thankfully, your Daddy has been very forgiving since I made it through nearly 8 whole months without complaint. Right now I'm trying to find the balance between placating my inner Mama bear, nesting instincts and getting the rest I need. I've also been finding it difficult this past week to get all the calories I know I should be getting. I'm running out of room inside and I get full so fast! I bought a bunch of healthy snack foods at the grocery store on Saturday and figure if I just snack throughout the day, hopefully I can help make you big and strong!
Anywho, I'm clearly being a whiner. But I am starting to feel truly ready for you to get here. You've still got a few more weeks to cook, baby- just don't keep us waiting too long!