38 Weeks

Well folks, the show is almost over…. hmmm, more like it’s just about to begin. But, the pregnancy part is coming to a close. I know how much you are going to miss my tummy shots. But like I said months ago… I have 1 picture of being pregnant, so I had some serious make up pictures to take.

So, here I am, 38 weeks along.
The following pictures are optical illusions…..

Because that belly looks small to me. And it is, in fact, not! Well, at least not to my back, and hips, and lungs, and feet! It’s only small to the eyes.

14 days until my due date. But who’s counting? Haha, I feel like my entire life is a countdown right now.
My mom comes: 6 days 
Boys out of school: 8 days
Jefferson’s Birthday: 10 days
The baby is due: 14 days
Shawn comes home: 23 days
We move: 25 days
I will be sane: 60 + or – 30 days

Don’t worry, I’m not completely obsessed with checking the calendar on the wall, and on my phone several times a day to recount the dates…. wait, I am. You never know, I may have miscounted. And question….. do you count the ‘current’ day as a day, or not? and do you count the last day as a day, or not? It could make a huge difference if you do ….
I know, totally obsessed!

But I am alone as you know, and my countdowns are all I have to look forward to. My monotonous single-mother life just isn’t cutting it for me. I am missing Shawn like crazy (don’t tell him, it may go to his head… or worse, he’ll use it against me when I’m irritated with him). But I am. I never thought I could miss him so much. Whenever the kids mention him in prayers I get teary. And I cry every time we end a phone conversation or I get a simple text ‘instead’ of a phone conversation. I’ll blame the pregnancy.
I only have 2 more weeks to blame everything on the pregnancy. I need to take full advantage of this while I still can….. like the entire box of Pepperidge Farm entertainment cookies I single handedly ate last night… we’ll blame the pregnancy… and no guilt.

If you were unfortunate enough to talk to me last week (sorry)…. I am feeling better. Shawn left at the worst time ever and I was a wreak. I made 2 trips to the hospital within 3 days. First, I was getting worried because it felt like the lining of my uterus was on fire and was burning through my skin… it was awful. It was an ulcer.
The 2nd time was because I was deathly ill. ‘Deathly’ meaning I thought I was going to die…. which I foolishly told my children, and had all 3 of them in tears (I’m such a good mom). Anyways, I survived whatever virus I had. Several girlfriends came to the rescue in Shawn’s absence. I am so thankful for them. Thank you thank you thank you!!
So, after a week of lying on my couch I’m up and moving again. I’m walking about 2 miles a day in hopes we can meet this baby sooner than later. We’ll see if it helps. I’m getting really excited… we all are. I felt like the entire pregnancy flew by and now the last few weeks are just dragging!
Hurry up baby, we want to squeeze your cute cheeks and kiss your wrinkly skin!