I am officially more pregnant with this baby than I ever was with Marion. I passed that milestone on Sunday at 11 am.
Now I understand being uncomfortable at the end of a pregnancy. I roll everywhere. I have a hard time getting out of chairs that are too low. I get terrible heartburn at night which sometimes leads to visting the porcelain goddess. We resolved this issue by using the adjustable Ikea bed slats. I now sleep at an angle and put up with my husband laughing at my geriatric-ness every night.
Blah blah blah, typical stuff, I know. But now I feel part of the pregnancy club, the one I missed the first time around when I gave birth five weeks early.
Yay for being part of the club! Now let's get this baby out already.