This last week has been a little trying on me physically.
I have said over and over how this seems to be one of my best pregnancies-- Not really slowing me down or changing what I do. I don't even know if that's possible, but God has kept me throughout these past nine months. That's not to say that my husband hasn't helped, that he hasn't tried to restrict me from over-exerting myself, or that I haven't let the kids lend a helping hand when they can.
It's just a real blessing from God that my pregnancies have been pretty uneventful until the birth and that I seem to get easier pregnancies than harder ones. But this week, as I am getting closer to my due date, I can't seem to help but feeling really worn out a lot earlier in the day than I'd had felt less than a week ago. It just hit me hard this week that's all I'm saying. I am about to have a baby right? In the past ten years (120 months), I have been pregnant 100 of those months. Sheesh!