Here we are little baby, 28 weeks and counting…
We are rounding that corner, straddling that line between possible and impossible. Somehow you will be here in just 12 weeks and I have so many contractions and so much body pain that I think it might be even sooner than that.
Do me one favor and just hold on. Stay put. Keep rolling around to let me know you are okay in there. I promise in a little over a month I will sit down, stop moving, and somehow get your sister to stop jumping on you.
Also, I promise to stop screaming out loud when I see the numbers on the scale rising. I’m working on it, I can tell it frightens you every morning.