TMI

pregnancy

I am officially feeling done with this pregnancy, since this is my blog, I reserve the right to bitch unabashadly and write down all of the gross things that are happening. So, lets start with the dis, I think it is raining in my pants that has led to me needing a panty liner to try to salvage my cute panties. Next, the psudo-braxton hicks that make me feel like I cannot breathe whenever I am in a sitting or semi-reclined position. Finally, and this is the worst of it, the sharp, stabbing, mind-numbin pain that feels like a knife is stabbing my cervix from the inside. Seriously people, I drop to my knees and cry when this happens.

I will say that I am sort of getting into this baby thing, which is awesome since I will have one of my very own in less than a month. I have a bag packed for her and me, well sort of packed. I even organized/washed her clothes. Today I hope to get her bedding washed and put on the bed. I am so happy to finally be feeling excited to meet this child! I am also excited about the prospect of exercising and being in control over what foods sound good. I really really want my body back. Especially after watching Celebrity Fit Club and realizing that I weigh way too close to as much as Wendy the Snapple Lady. hmmmm, Snapple...made from the best stuff on earth, yummmmm, Sorry folks, gotta run to the store.