and thinking it's about time to get the baby clothes, blankets, carriers and car seat out of storage
relishing an 8-hour night of sleep this late in the game
feeling way too comfortable and mobile for being so far along
giving Ari extra squeezes because his babyhood is ending
feeling thankful that Whitney asked for more photos of Snake Hill because it alerted me to the fact that the camera battery is DEAD
trying desperately to keep up with the dishes and laundry
abandoning cloth diapers for the easy-peasy disposable ones
making last minute trips to the chiropractor
trudging through Target with all five of my boys for non-essentials that seem terribly essential suddenly
checking out name books from the library
huffing and puffing up and down our hill
eating a Paleo diet and loving my un-swollen feet and low sugar numbers
dozing in front of Mad About You reruns in the evenings
cooking huge pots of refried beans for the freezer
warding off attacks from the new kitten
dreaming of starting a million new knitting projects suddenly
reading books about childbirth
living at the doctor's office (3-5 times per week)
wondering if I can hold on to the title of Queen
falling behind in my book club book because it seems to require a level of concentration that I just don't have
contracting
breathing
moving forward!
Oh sissy, you will always be Queen, even if this baby is a princess and not a prince. You embody the characteristics for which I strive...and I may be biased, but I think you're amazing.
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