this weight has finally caught up to me. my sashay has turned into a waddle. my ankles have gone into hiding, i'm sure they're still there under all that swelling. there's a numbness in my thigh. and my heels!! oh my poor poor heels, they kill me. by the end of the day, i'm
i've reached that stage... of sleeping with my feet elevated and having to soak them in epson salt to get some relief. i'm reluctantly hitting the stores this weekend to find me a good "mom" shoe (shoot me!), as it seems i have to retire my flats and sandals till this baby comes (shoot me, again!).
everything seems to be achy. making me move at a snails pace (except when ice cream is involved, ha! i can always speed up for ice cream). on the bright side? nightly leg rubs and foot rubs have officially begun. even henry uses such rubs to bargain with - that smart sly guy ;).
AND! i got my first (of many i'm sure) stretch mark. i'm not gonna lie, i cried. although, these days i'm pretty much crying over EVERYTHING. i.e. kitty knocked over my water bottle and it broke - i cried. and hard too. sheesh, at least i can laugh through these hormonal surges though. joey swears my laugh has become quite boisterous, and contagious too :).
but, even with all these stresses on my body and emotions, there is a "best" part, and it's her constant movement. warping my stomach, hiccups and even the kicks that reach the most unpleasant of places.
has it hit me yet? nope, still boggled. everyday. excited, yes, but in the most profound and scared ways.