Well, this
baby is officially overdue. I totally
realize that a due date is a guess date and doesn’t really mean anything, but
once it has past it’s slightly depressing (okay, very depressing). But, I also can say I’m very thankful that I
made it full-term and that she’s had plenty of time to grow and develop.
But now I
would like her to be out:)
Here’s my “you
know you’re 40 weeks pregnant when…” list:
…when
trimming your toenails is a huge accomplishment
…when every
meal could be “the last meal”
…when you
feel “good” in only 3 shirts so you constantly rotate them; fashion isn’t a
priority
…when your
belly is so large that you wonder at times if it could just explode
…when nice
and caring people who ask “how are you feeling” drive you just about insane
…when getting
off the couch from a reclined position is near impossible, rolling off and onto
the floor is much easier
(feel free to add others!)
And I’ll
leave you with what I promise is my last photo, me post-due.
Happy
Easter!