Monday was rough - I was done with being pregnant. I strained or pulled or something a muscle in my left foot over the weekend and was also very nauseated most of the day. And I had to be outside at a work event in 90+ temps. Not fun. But, somehow, I managed to survive.
We packed the bag for the hospital. Next week, we'll install the car seats.
It's another late night/early morning post - gas bubbles are keeping me awake.
Today, as I was doing some shopping in town, I had a realization - how hard must it be for women who choose to give their children up for adoption. Because I'm now so visibly pregnant, most folks will comment - ask when I'm due, what I'm having, what her name is and if I'm excited. And perhaps not all the women who choose adoption feel bad when asked those questions, but it would be hard for me.
Wow, so, this post is a bit of a downer - really, I just think I'm tired.