Holy Crap!
So reality is setting in, again. I now have nine weeks left in my pregnancy. In the amount of time it would take in HS to change my overall grade, I will be a mom to somebody. Whoa. I'm sorry to all of you whom I have been unavailable. I am getting pretty uncomfortable. I finally realized there's a reason pregnant women waddle. There's only so much pressure a pubic bone can handle. I'm trying not to be too miserable though. It makes Kevin feel terrible every time I remind him of the weird and sometimes painful crap your body does when you go through this. I do think I'm pretty cute as a pregnant chick, even if I do waddle. I enjoy getting asked about it by random people. I haven't had the pleasure yet of strangers reaching for my belly yet. I can't wait though. I have a plan to rub theirs right back and make them feel like tools. :) NINE WEEKS Ugh! I feel so unprepared. Not just in getting babyt stuff or getting my house in order but even mentally preparing myself. I'm now, and for the rest of my life going to be responsible for a little human. This human will go through phases that no matter what I say or do they will "hate" me. This human will look to me for guidance. Me? Have I lived enough yet to guide someone elses life? Man, I hope so. Anyway, here's my daughter again only in 3D!
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