Now I’m in Boulder, for the second of my two 2-week trainings. I fly home next Friday, 2 days before I hit 36 weeks. I love my job, but this is just dumb. I’m trying to take it easy, but it SUCKS being in a town known for fun outdoorsy options as well as amazing beer, and not being able to take advantage of it. I’m just So Exhausted all the time. And huge! I am huge. 6 weeks to go, and I’m starting to understand the “I just don’t want to be pregnant anymore!” comments I usually hear in the last month or two. I want my body (and my ability to run up some stairs or flip over in bed) back, and I want to meet this baby already! I think he’s happy, if that doesn’t sound too crazy. He feels happy to me. And I want to see his little face.
Week 34: Back to the hotel
Posted by dkingneece on July 18, 2012