It’s hard to believe, but I am literally just days away from meeting Julia! In lieu of my anxious, on-the-edge-of-my-seat, impatientness I give you . . .
You know you’re 9 months pregnant when . . .
*you measure time in gestational weeks.
*you try to reason with your unborn child. “Seriously, mommy is tired. Mommy needs you to come out now.”
*you wear stretchy pants in public. A lot.
*flip-flops are the best footwear option simply because they can be put on blindly, although there is the possibility you might end up with two different shoes if you aren’t careful!
*you fantasize about simply lying on your back or stomach.
*you don’t even bother with polite answers when people ask how you are. It’s pretty likely they will hear responses like, “Miserable.” “Big as a house.” “Tired of being pregnant.” or a blank stare.
*you really stop to ponder shaving your legs because it’s so tiring you’ll probably need a nap afterwards.
Here’s to all my preggo friends also suffering through the blasted summer heat! Happy delivering!