The Final Month

It's coming down to the wire. I'm on the final stretch of this beautiful thing called pregnancy. It's starting to feel "not so beautiful" anymore, though. I can barely fit into any maternity clothes! I'm finding those are even getting tight now. I must go through 3 outfits in the morning before I find anything that fits! It' so frustrating. Oh and lets not forget that my face is HUGE and so are my feet. I'm starting to swell more than I have throughout this whole pregnancy. It's the camera that I hate.

Let's not forget...

The comments just keep on coming.
"You're gonna pop!"
"Are you sure you're not having twins?"
"You're not gonna make it!"

None of these people are doctors, so they just need to shut it! Sorry to be blunt.

Whether I go early, on time or late is not really up to me. When that baby wants to come, he'll come. And we are so excited for that day.

I've got the hospital bags out and open, but not packed. I plan to have that FINISHED by this weekend. I want them IN THE CAR and ready to go at any time. The baby room is as ready as it's gonna be. There are so many things I want to have done that I just haven't gotten to yet. The baby is not going to care whether I have the paintings for his wall done or not. He's just going to eat, sleep and poop. I'll have a good 6 weeks after he is born to take care of all the nursery decor I didn't get to. I've just decided to face that fact. I'm not going to have it all done.

I'm not sure whether I'll get to post any more blogs before the big day, but I'll try. If not, it was fun sharing my thoughts with anyone who kept up with this last trimester of my pregnancy.

Peace.