Wow...that's me!

Today as I was walking in from lunch, I was caught off guard by a reflection I saw out of the corner of my eye in the windows downstairs from my office.



It took me a minute but I quickly realized that what I was seeing was me.....

The anticipation is setting in even moreso that before and I am officially going thru the gamut of emotions. Today I cried, for no reason, no trigger but after I started crying I thought of a reason real fast so I wouldn't feel silly!!

I decided that I was crying because he will be here so soon. My little boy, the little person that has been growing inside this ever-expanding belly will be here before I turn around. People are constantly saying, "oh, I bet you can't stand being pregnant anymore, aren't you ready to burst, are you okay? you're due any minute aren't you..." and I always say the same thing, I certainly can't wait to meet him.

The truth is, I don't mind carrying him inside of me, because I feel like he's protected. However, lately I've felt that I can't do as much for him as I'd like to. I know he must be uncomfortable lodged underneath my ribs on the left side of my body, because I certainly am not in the most comfortable of positions. And he literally has hiccups 3-4 times a day...there's nothing I can do but feel around for where I think his little butt is and pat it thru my belly......so am I ready to burst? Not really, but I am certainly excited to finally see my little boys face and kiss it for the first time.