Is it ironic that this is the first couple of weeks that we have NO pregnancy photos of me? :O)
I was, still, really excited to hit 30 weeks. It feels like, at this stage, people don't look at you strangely as if thinking, "You're only whatever weeks? You look full-term!" Instead, you have an excuse to be big, pig out, and uncomfortable because you're in the home stretch!
There is something so wonderful about only having single digits to count down to. Only 8 more weeks until we have our baby! 2 months sounds far away, yet every week seems to flash by. All of a sudden I'm 31 instead of 30 weeks, yet we still have 2 more months... ugh... Why don't those larger amounts of time go by as fast?!
To be honest, the fact that we will be bringing a baby home is starting to feel overwhelming. Next weekend will be my first baby shower, Ben and I will go on our last trip away, we will put the nursery together, have my second baby shower, and BAM- Dragon is no longer kicking my belly to remind he's here, he'll BE HERE. My only experience with babies is that they stay at the hospital (or at least don't come home with you.) This one won't. Am I ready for midnight feedings? For my house to be a disaster zone? To have microwave meals every day? To forego a shower in favor of a nap?
I have loved being pregnant. It's a phase of life and body I've gotten used to, and Ben is a pro caregiver in! Having a newborn around will be a huge change from the life Ben and I have grown accustomed to for so long. After over a year of this pregnancy stuff, am I really not mentally prepared for a baby to be here?
You have to give me some slack... it's pretty scary.