Today is Week 28, or Third Trimester or month 7

Today I enter into the world of Third Trimester. I still have 13 weeks of growth left! Some days I feel like a beached whale--other times I feel okay but most of the time I'm just totally aware of Life Inside.

Almost two years ago I wrote these two journal entries when I was pregnant with my firstborn. Today on June 2008, I am once again at the first day of my third trimester. Here is what I was feeling back then...and I even live to tell about it today.

Nov 21, 2006. Today is the first day of my third trimester. Week 28. I have to give birth to my baby at some point and that time is drawing near. The more I think about it, the more nervous and inexperienced I feel. But I am. I've never done this before. That's the whole problem. But regardless of my feelings, He knows all the outcomes. He knows the pain and fear and he's already seen me through it. My dreams involved a little blond-haired boy totally stealing my heart, mind and soul.

And then a little poem from month 8..

Today is Monday and I am Tired Of

being this pregnant

of getting fatter by the day

of feeling housebound

of not working out

of missing Oprah

of trying to be creative in my cooking

of an empty fridge

of huge grocery runs for only TWO of us

of this protruding belly

of scratchy burning skin

of being close but far from friends

of not being ready for Christmas

of swollen fingers

of red swollen ankles

of not being able to walk two steps without pressure on my bladder

of the beginning stages of waddling

of great "highs" shadowed by "lows"

of my arm pits sweating allll the timmmme

of long looks and points

of not being able to drink tons of Diet Coke

of feeling guilty when my sweet tooth attacks and wins

of knowing if I've read enough on baby sleep habits

of wondering if I'll live through delivery

of food

of water

of my inflexible body

of friends telling me how great I look when we all know I'm fat and red

of unanswered emails

of this haircut that makes me look like a mom

of only having two t-shirts to wear

of trying to look skinny

This Too Shall Pass. And it did!