It's hard to believe that I'm officially in the third trimester and the final stages of this pregnancy. I have no doubt that the last 12 weeks are going to become increasingly more difficult, but I am looking forward to experiencing every single minute of it.
In thinking about how little time is left, it's interesting to me to reflect on the fact that I only have 12 weeks to go. In the beginning of most pregnancies women are desperate (I know I was) to reach that milestone so that they can announce that they are in fact with child! Now here I am on the flip side of that knowing that we have to wait 12 weeks again - only this time it's to meet our little man! It's all really starting to hit home.
I had the pleasure of taking a day off this past Monday to watch Charlie while my sister and her husband were at work. It was a busy day for us and it gave me a very clear idea of what life is going to be like when the nugget arrives. Between his feedings, naps and playtime we also had to meet his daddy for a doctors appointment mid-morning. Poor little guy ended up having to have four shots (it was his four month appointment) and was really unhappy afterward. We made the most of the afternoon, but it was really hard to see him so sad knowing that there was nothing I could do (besides bounce him and walk with him and sing - badly to him)! I enjoyed every minute that I spent with Charlie - he really is the light of my life! Being an aunt is an amazing experience, one that I never could appreciate before he was born! Now I can only hope that our guys are best friends!
Something else I've been pondering the last few days ... pregnancy is not 9 months. I have no idea where that number came from but seriously people, do the math! Now hear me out because I know "math is hard" but here goes...
Technically, I'm only 6 months pregnant, I'm due in September. However, at 28 weeks that math doesn't work. Based on an average of 4 weeks per month and 7 days in a week, 28 weeks = 7 months ... sooooo 40 weeks = 10 months!!
Again, I am not complaining about the length of this pregnancy I'm just saying let's call a spade a spade!
That being said - going forward if you ask I will say I'm 7 months pregnant and when you ask my due date I will say September and you will most likely raise an eyebrow at me like I'm an idiot and truthfully, I'm okay with that -- because any woman that has gone through this understands what I'm saying!
Happy Hump Day Bump Day!
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