Itís December 20.
If all goes according to the somewhat arbitrary due date my doctor has picked, we will have a wee one a month from today.
Although Iíve been pregnant since the spring, it feels like it has all gone by pretty fast. And Iíve actually enjoyed being pregnant. Iím one of the lucky ones: not a lick of morning sickness; no hemorrhoids; no heartburn; no nothing. Sure my back hurts; itís hard to sleep; my feet are fat; my thighs are dangerously close to one another; and I havenít seen my bikini line in months, but all in all, I really have nothing to bitch about.
Being preggo is easy. What's coming next: not so much. I do, however, find it sort of comforting that my body has welcomed this baby so easily. Perhaps this ease will translate...