I can't leave the house anymore without being asked this question. Along with, "When are you due?", "What are you having?", "Do you have a name picked out?" and the many other questions that very large, pregnant women get asked. Even people I have never met can't help but to ask the questions. Can you blame them? Such a large belly!!
How am I feeling? Well, it hurts to walk, bend over, sleep, get out of a chair, sit...you get the idea. It just isn't possible to feel good when you have a large baby inside of you. That aside, I really do feel ok. As you can see on the counter, I still have it in me to make, and eat, many batches of cookies. I'm still doing everything I normally would. The nesting instinct is hopefully going to kick in soon and closets will be cleaned! I do have lots and lots of contractions, many of which are very uncomfortable. Luckily, I have gone into real labor with 3 of my 4 children and I know just how it feels. For now, I use the contractions for practice-the goal is to have the baby without any painkiller-wish me luck!!
I'm due the beginning of December-less than a month! Why does it still seem SO far away?
I'm thrilled to meet my little boy and no, we don't have a name picked out. After renaming Emily (she was Grace for a few days) after we brought her home from the hospital, I don't really trust myself with names. We have some ideas but won't decide until we see this little one.
I can't wait to take the month of December off. What a fun month to snuggle up with a little baby and give all my attention to him...at least that's the fantasy. Truth is, I still have 4 other demanding children who I will be giving lots of attention to as well. But there will be plenty of time to cuddle with my baby boy. Sounds wonderful. Now if I can just survive the next few weeks and a painful delivery. Wish me luck!!
And keep the questions coming. I like to complain when I get the chance. And I can handle any big comment you want to throw at me. Tonight after I changed out of my dress and had PJ bottoms and a tight shirt on, Emily saw me and said, "Hi, Fat Mama". Love that girl.