39 weeks. Yikes! That’s all I can muster at this point. Yikes, and eek, and oof. This human time bomb is simultaneously wiped out and running on total adrenaline, wrapping up the house project and chasing Hank and prepping for Baby Girl. Everything is kind of a contradiction right now. I really want to just sit on the floor and play with Henry but then I can’t get up. I want ice cream every night but then it gives me some really fantastic reflux. Laying down sounds amazing but when I lay down she starts jabbing my ribs like a prize fighter. Pregnancy is so glamorous you guys!
In related news, I’m doing all of those weird things that expectant mothers do right before they give birth, like making sure I get a mani-pedi so the doctor won’t have to look at unpainted toenails. Because that’s important, right?! Whatever. It feels important so I’m doing it. And beyond that, we’re playing the waiting game until she gets here.
And what are YOU up to this weekend! Tell me your tales of running and jumping and frolicking so I can remember what it’s like to be able to move. 😉 xoxo