Can we please talk about how there are less than 4 weeks until my due date? Um…where did that time go?? All of a sudden I’m waddling everywhere and my face that I didn’t think was puffy is actually puffy. I forgot what it’s like to be 8 months pregnant!
With Alex, I remember coming home from work and falling asleep on the couch every.single.day. I was exhausted and I didn’t even have a toddler yet. John has a lot of proof of my couch naps that I would rather not share with you. Totally unflattering.
Anyways! Here I am, 8 months preggo with baby #2. I’m trying to soak in these last weeks of Alex being an only child. I honestly think it will affect John and I more than it will affect him. John keeps telling me I need to stop obsessing over how Alex will react (yeah, okay). I’m trying, I really am. I just have no idea how I’m going to survive with two little guys around here!
Here is what I learned by taking this photo this month: 1) My black shirt no longer fits, 2) My hair is really thick, 3) My face is starting to swell, 4) I’m terrible with a tripod/lighting, and 5) I have a really hard time making the number 3 with my fingers.
Maybe there will be another picture update or maybe not! The 9 month picture might have a cameo from the little man himself =]
