Today I am 36 weeks pregnant. In one week I’ll be 37. Full term. WHEN DID THAT HAPPEN?! It feels like we just announced our pregnancy and at the same time, it seems like I’ve been pregnant for eternity. I’m so excited to meet this little guy! I can’t believe how close we are to that point. It’s surreal. If he’s like his dad, we’ll be meeting him sooner rather than later. If he’s like his mom, we’ll be meeting him in the middle of August. And he’ll weigh 10 pounds. My poor poor mom. I came 3 weeks late, at the end of summer, while living in Minnesota, and weighed ten pounds. My mom is a rockstar. It’s strange to not know at all when our lives are going to drastically change forever. I guess the mystery is part of the fun.
Anyway, it’s the last few weeks if Mason and I as just us two. What did all you mommas out there do during this time? What did you wish you did? I’d love to hear it!