January has finally arrived. This is our big month.
I'm feeling... weird. Not how I thought I would feel at all. I'm so anxious to meet her and greet this whole labour & delivery process, but at the same time will miss being pregnant and feeling her move inside me. I'm excited and confident and terrified and scared all at the same time (I'm assuming hormones are a contributing factor here). I can't believe how tired I am all the time. My body no longer feels like my body. I pulled a muscle getting out of bed the other day. For crying out loud! Getting out of bed. But at the same time, you can't help but stand in awe of this whole process. And feel completely humbled.
Which means on the agenda for today: prenatal massage, leftover Indian food, couch, "He's Just Not That Into You", and possibly "Going the Distance" and nachos. Everyone keeps telling me to slow down and take it easy. So I think I'll listen today.
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