The boy and I are 36 weeks TODAY and it feels like one million.
I think things are moving along because there is a lot of pressure down there and I am feeling like he’s coming around the mountain any day now.
My hilarious coworkers are taking bets on the birth date. They are playing for bragging rights apparently. (Although several have bet for AFTER the due date and I’m like, AREYOUCRAZY?)
I’m feeling bigger this time around. Just all around bigger. The belly, the baby, the everything. I was looking back at this time around for Emma and Henry and I definitely look biggerish. I don’t know, you be the judge.
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