I'm 7 months pregnant.
Two things I thought I would never get to have: maternity pictures, and a baby shower. I've also developed quite an appreciation for pregnant women rubbing their tummies. I never knew why before. Now I realize, or at least in my case; I'm trying to push the baby down. Sometimes I feel like I've got a huge rolly-polly in there. All of a sudden it feels like he just yanks himself up in a ball. A tight ball. I love it.
It's very surreal. Sometime I have to look at my tummy to remind myself, "yup, there's a baby in there". I'm going to be a mom. And it's not a girl. What do I do with a boy? I'm sure I'll figure it out. But, I know all about girls. I don't know anything about boys. Except that my brother is one. And, from what I know about him, they're pretty darn hard to raise.
Well, that's all. I can't wait. I literally don't know how I can wait. I've never meant that more than I do now.
