It is to that point I think. I am starting to get tired. I realize that if I move around too much I get sore spots. Or if I am on my feet too long, I am swollen. I get winded very easily and the girls are getting harder to keep up with. That being said, I am 35 weeks this week. I am banking on (hoping for, really) the baby being here in about 3 weeks or so. 3 more weeks of only two! Three more weeks of no one stuck on my boobs, or crying for a reason I do not know. Three more weeks of just two beautiful little girls. I am trying to cherish every moment of it. I still go outside with the girls and go to play places. I am still trying to book small trips with Kenyon to the aquarium etc. I figure might as well do it while we can, right? I am excited. I long to know what this baby is- a boy or a girl. I have given up trying to figure it out. I have no idea. My instincts are always wrong anyway, lol. We do have some names picked out for both genders but aren't going in with a definite- not until we see his/her precious face! So, keep watching because in just a matter of weeks, there will be another little Petura making its way into this world!
I think this girl is such a wackadoodle! But I love her!