32 Weeks

Pregnancy sure is getting the best of me this time around. I had some similar issues with my first pregnancy but, this one blows that one out of the water. I know that many of my complaints have to do with the fact that this time around, I am chasing a very active 2 1/2 year old around all day long. All I can say is that, with 8 weeks left, I am done!

I am so tired and very breathless at times. To be expected. I can't move or bend over too quickly anymore. Expected. I'm swelling. Expected. I'm huge. Totally expected. I pulled a muscle in my groin from picking up 'The Boy'. Surprise. I cracked a rib, somehow. Big surprise!

Last week I had 4 serious contractions (Braxton Hicks) that took my breath away. They went away after I lay down. I am supposed to go directly to the hospital if I have 6 in one hour. I haven't had one since, thank goodness. I had my 32 week appointment with Dr. D. whom scolded me for continuing to pick up my 40 pound child. Otherwise, everything is fine.

I am definitely at my breaking point but, am trying to enjoy every last little bit of this time in my life. Every kick. Every hiccup. Every head butt to the bladder. I hate being pregnant but am in love with the fact that our daughter is growing inside of me. This is the last time I will ever feel so badly and so joyful all at the same time. It has been a rough road and I am hoping in the weeks to come, I will feel a little better.

32 weeks at my baby shower (post coming soon).