So...
Here we are, approaching 30 weeks. Holy Cow!
I feel like I've been saying that a lot, lately. Perhaps it's the fact that I am officially doing the pregnant chic waddle, the fact that I can't comfortably sit anywhere, and I have to literally roll out of bed to get up that has me realizing that this is all coming to an end, very shortly.
Today, I have been making lists of the things that still need to be bought for this baby, things that need to be done to finish the girls' room, things that need to happen before the baby is born, plans that need to be made, hospital bags that need to be packed...etc. It's a bit overwhelming. But, at the same time, I am completely anxious to do it all...TODAY.
Realistically, I know that I have around 10 weeks to get it all done. But, 2 thoughts keep haunting me: 1. Do I REALLY have 10 weeks? What if this little girl wants to make an early appearance? 2. The past 10 weeks have flown by so fast, that the next 10 weeks don't seem nearly long enough to get everything done.
So, as I said. Not much new to report. Just the panic inducing realization that this wonderful experience is winding down, and soon our little girl will have a little sister.

