So busy!

As we get closer and closer to D-day (Delivery Day!), I can't help but think that I should be getting less busy instead of busier. I started an internship this month which I plan to work at right up until D-day. Every day when I come home, my feet look like hobbit feet. Not hairy, but puffy and fat. I prop them up and hope that they'll have time to return to normal before I have to put my shoes on the next day. And I thank my lucky stars that my mom magically makes dinner appear each night because she knows I am just too darn exhausted and uncomfortable to cook. After dinner, I listen to my Hypnobabies CD to get ready for D-day, and then fall fast asleep. Garrett usually manages to wake me up for a few minutes when he gets home, so I at least get to see him. Then I fall back asleep and get to start a whole new day.

But, as exhausted as I am, I really love having such a great internship that keeps my mind focused on helping others rather than dwelling on how uncomfortable I may feel. I keep begging the baby to stay in there as long as possible so I can spend more time working. That may sound a little crazy, but I really do love the work that I do. And I feel very grateful to have a family that is so supportive of me.

Sharing this experience with my family has really been the main thing that has kept this last trimester fun. I love that when I tell Lanna that she has to slow down to a "pregnant lady waddle," she holds my hand and waddles with me. I loved having my aunt, who has no children of her own, feel the baby move and think that was the most awesome experience. I even recorded my grandma singing and reciting a poem for the baby to listen to in utero. As I waddle my way down the home stretch and try to enjoy the journey, I feel so comforted knowing that this baby will be well-loved.