It's happened, I woke up this morning feeling BIG!
I want to pick things up off the floor and it hurts. I am at the point where I need to be on my hands and knees just to pick something up.
I can tell that he feels squished too, I was able to feel his knee to his foot move across my belly and then he would streeeeetch and push up into my ribs.
I am so thankful that he is moving, it makes me happy to know that he is okay. It does hurt sometimes. But it is a good hurt.
Tomorrow I am 34 weeks pregnant.
34 weeks!!
Time really does fly by.
I am starting to feel like I need to get a lot done around here.
We need more room for this little guy.
I need a place for his clothes, I need a place for his bed.
I need to wash his clothes, I need to figure out what his first outfit home will be.
All my other kids have had new clothes, should I continue this tradition?
Do I even remember what each of them wore?
I remember what Emma wore, but I don't think I remember the others.
He can just wear something that we have.
He will be fine.
Diapers... oh boy, I don't have any of those yet.
Got the car seat out, need to wash is up a bit,
then figure out the best spot for him to go in the van.
Maybe I should make some freezer meals.
A nap would be nice somewhere in there.
I have been noticing when he is awake and when he is asleep.
It scares me.
He of course is awake when I am most tired.
Without fail.
I don't know if I am ready for that part of having a new baby.
But, I am very excited to be blessed with a new little one.
Gotta go
Laundry calls...
as it does every day. :)
