I'll do an actual update soon.
For now, I bitch.
I did not expect to feel this run down at 7 months. I thought like, the last 4 weeks might be rough. I sure did not think my feet, legs and knees would look like those of a brontosaurus this soon. I didn't think my belly would be this huge with 11.5 weeks to go. Nor did I really think I would cry at every little thing, have cramps and back pain that make it hard to do anything, or become so enraged at my poor hubby that I think he may be working extra to get the hell away from me. That is one man that is so ready for another adoption, let me tell you. ;)
Of course, it's not all bad. I was just...overly optimistic about how easy this would be. I thought about not posting this so I could give off the illusion of glowing pregnant and happy goddess type. Ha...time for some blogesty, people.
I am ready to meet our MJ.
Labor doesn't even phase me anymore. Bring it!
Like I said...a real update later. There is so much going on it's ridiculous, but awesome. ;)