Today I’m 36 weeks. I’m oh-so-large and uncomfortable and ready to bring this little boy into our family.
These days are moving slowly. I’m moving slowly. Our mornings have been sweet, and the boys have stayed in their jammies a little longer than usual.
I’m savoring their snuggles and their smiles, knowing that my hands will be occupied a bit more in the coming months.
The littlest still has no clue how much is world is about to change…
I told my husband the other day that I’m feeling this intense need to sew in every spare moment I have, because who knows what I’ll be able to do once baby is born. But even that takes lot of energy some days.
Of course, time will tell if baby arrives in a week or in four. And my big-baby-bearing-self is hoping for one…
Such sweet pictures. You look great, even though I know you feel so done! I am praying for you guys and hope your littlest decides to make an appearance sooner rather than later. :)
thank you so much, delia! that means a lot to me :)