So today is 38 weeks. It's been harder getting out of bed, in and out of the car, just getting harder to move around in general. It seems I'm always making a mad dash for the nearest ladies room (tmi, but i know you mommies understand!). I also seem to be getting klutzier, dropping things and bumping into everything! I've developed what I call "monkey feet" as I pick up everything I drop on the floor with my toes/feet instead of bending down. I cannot see my feet, I'm almost about to give up putting lotion and shaving my legs (but vanity prevents me from doing so, lol). I barely sleep because there is just no comfy position nowadays....
I am still working and plan to until I go into labor so i can have a longer vacation / time with my little bundle of joy. All in all, it adds up to one tired Mommy-to-be. And everyone tells me, this is nothing compared to when the baby is here.
Needless to say, I really am barely sleeping, my mind runs a million miles per hour, thinking about the labor and delivery, the post partum , recovery, laundry, cleaning, cooking, diapers, taking care of the dogs.... etc, etc.
But in spite of all my anxiety, there is one feeling that surpasses it all, and that is excitement. I cannot wait to hold my little one in my arms. I know it will be all worth it once I see him.
