32 weeks. Where is the time going? 8 weeks left until this boy (who has yet to be named) joins our family. This is a snapshot of me looking down. Notice the feet are gone. They are swollen, but they are there! Swollen feet mean that time is getting closer, and I am so grateful to be bringing another life into our family. My thoughts of late:
It's 3am and this baby is moving. How lucky I am to feel him move and know he is in there!
My feel and ankles are swollen and look ugly. Only a few weeks left!
Some nights, my sciatica is so bad, I can hardly walk. Good thing my kids are in bed by 7pm and I don't really need to get up and walk. My husband is doing the dishes and cleaning the kitchen - I'm a lucky woman.
It's 7:30 am and I have to rip myself out of bed to get Sariah to school and get my day going. Oh how I love my nice, comfortable bed!
He will be here before I know it. My children are going to love him, snuggle him, and want to be so helpful. They already are, and they already do.
Moms are so lucky, aren't they?
