25 weeks 4 days
The closer I get to my due date, the more I feel pregnant. Okay, that may seem like a pretty obvious statement, but I mean it in more ways than just feeling the baby kick and watching the belly grow. It's the other symptoms. The bad ones. The aches and pains and lack of sleep. The leg cramps and medical extras that I hadn't counted on. I remember being pregnant. Sure. I just don't remember this stuff hitting me so hard so early. And I don't remember them being quite this bad. I'm a little moan-and-groan style at the moment. Excuse me while I pout.
Okay, done pouting. This weekend is Mother's Day. I just found out we're going to be spending our weekend just outside of Las Vegas! It should be fun. A nice hotel. A pool. Cold cocktails, er, or, um, mocktails? Wearing a sexy granny swimsuit, heh. It should be fun. Hopefully. If I can get past the junk I was moaning and groaning about in the last paragraph that seems to have started creeping into this one. :)
Wyatt has been hilarious lately. He's speaking in complete sentences, busy as can be, and loving quality time with his mommy. He likes to grab my hand and drag me wherever he wants to be, to make sure mama's in on the action. Shame he likes to spend so much time down on the floor. Getting up and down is getting a little challenging. Oh, oops. There's that topic again. Better quit while I'm ahead.
