You are probably wondering where I've been. Or even more likely, not. But... I've been busy lately, y'know finalizing the baking of this little boy. I'm fully baked at 37 weeks (ok, 2 more days) and I'm over being pregnant. I'm sick of feeling sick and I want to meet this little guy. I've realized being pregnant is full of ups and downs and anyone that hasn't experienced it just cannot grasp how it's full of so many ups and downs and so many aches and pains. Quite the physical and emotional rollercoaster.
I learned recently that Baby Britt is breach and after some chiropractor and acupuncture attempts, he seems quite content. I've gone back and forth about this and I'm not sure how I feel. The recovery stinks, but then I don't have to fear labor and all that goes with it. I also like the planning aspect, I pack my bag and show up at the hospital ready to go. So I showed up Friday to my 36 week appointment and it was confirmed that he is still in fact breach, enjoying my right rib, belly button and whatever else is over there and so he's got an official arrival date--JUNE 28th!!!!! He's all over the place, sometimes he kicks me and I think his foot might fall out.
At this point I'm not overly excited about sharing a bumpdate, but perhaps you'll get one this week. Why you ask? MY ASS IS HUGE and i am addicted to dessert. I have exploded ladies and gentlemen. I also sleep in 20 minute increments, I swear. And commuting to work has become a nightmare.
Buttttt....as I write this, my fabulous photographer just sent me maternity photos. I just had to share one in particular. I melt. And I actually forgot about how uncomfortable I am for a moment. Ahhh baby britt, I can't wait to meet you <3
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