35 Weeks

Five weeks or less, FIVE WEEKS OR LESS!!!  This makes me giddy with excitement.  While I know I will go through stages of missing peace and quiet in this home, I am ready to meet my boy.  We will go in for an ultrasound at 38 weeks and hope at that time have a better time frame in mind for when he will arrive.  

This summer has been drastically different than most.  Makes me laugh at times.  While I normally am go, go, go and want to be outside as much as possible so I am sun kissed rather than Casper like, my air conditioned home is my refuge.  I have been puttering around the house a lot, avoiding the heat and when I have to get out to run errands or what have you, I am miserable when I am finished.  I kind of miss mowing the lawn and have thought several times about joining my neighbors in placing an above ground pool in the front yard...

I was looking back at pictures from 20 weeks or so and laughed at how small I was compared to now.  I remember crying to Chris about being so large, now it is just a joke.  I can only imagine what I will look like when I actually head into the hospital.  I have had several comments that I look small for 35 weeks, I think these people know how to humor a pregnant lady.  

Henry continues to be active and his movements are becoming much more painful.  We both like to spread out, so whenever I have the chance, I am back in my room, laying on the bed.  This is where I do my reading and papers for work and have been known to eat a few lunches back there.  Sitting doesn't last long these days.

While I find myself complaining at times about my back aching, my feet being large, my knuckles hurting in the morning (seriously, I feel like I have claws), or just the fact that bending over takes a huge effort, I realize we are beyond blessed.  We have survived 35 weeks.  I have a sweet friend who is on bed rest at the hospital right now with her little man who wanted to make an appearance 11 weeks early.  She will stay there until the doctors feel it is safe or momma's body can't take it anymore.  I sit with Henry and pray over this sweet family daily and tell little man that he can stay in for a while longer if he needs to chunk up some more.  

Five weeks and counting.

Yes I had a mom to be moment about three weeks ago and cut off 5 inches of hair.  I miss my long hair, but love this length as well.