My arms are getting too short to reach things.
My feet are starting to swell.
Twohy's kicks are no longer delightful little flutters but full-out jabs that take my breath away.
I have to wear sneakers all the time for my feet and back.
My innie is approaching outie status.
Heartburn is making a comeback.
Fatigue has replaced energy and ambition.
I can't get my wedding ring off.
She Bop
1 day ago
6 comments:
wow - and you r one day ahead of us....it is friday here - i think.....
i guess you will have work ready for us to do for friday.....i will start resting now.....
we r planning on leaving thurs around noon because i have a meeting from 9-11.....
see you a week from today....mom
sounds like you are right on schedule!! :( which means, i'm probably right behind you.
this just means you get to slow down and start sitting and reflecting (instead of buzzing about tirelessly!) about all the wonderful things that you are about to experience with Twohy! :)
I'm glad you noticed I am already functioning in the future, Mom... I'm such an overachiever. Ha.
Wait, wait, wait... why are you trying to take your wedding ring off? Are you eyeballin' the cute guy at the gym again?
He already told me he's only interested in second trimester babes.
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