27 weeks. Third trimester, or almost, depending on who you ask. I didn't ask anyone. I feel like I'm in the third trimester. Twice daily heartburn meds with Tums to keep the mouth puke at bay in the hours in between (hawt!) Bi-weekly checkups with the doc. My walk is more waddle every day. Getting from the floor to the feet is, well, a feat. But really? I'm enjoying the lot of it. It's the last ride, you know? The end of an (long, roller coaster-y) era. And wrapping it up GD-free and timed perfectly with the gorgeous northern Wisconsin summer weather? Fantastico!
Cuter than the bump, though .... the babies. Who, quite obviously, have shed any last remaining baby skin and turned into BIG HUGE KIDS.
Am I right? Who are these people? They sing along to Kelly Clarkson in the car, they dress themselves in the morning and deposit their dirty pajamas into the hamper, and the littler one puts her hands on her hips and gives me a sassy "WHY, mommy?" when I request she do something she doesn't necessarily see herself doing. As exciting as it is to move onto big kid activities with these two (they spent the morning biking on a lakeside bike path while I got in a bit of exercise keeping up), it does break a mama's heart a bit to download a memory card full of photos and see big kids appear on your screen where babies once did, you know? Cryface.
hi! welcome to my blog, where i write about our life in durango, colorado. mostly i write about being a sahm to our three: anderson, vivian, and the newest addition, mabel gray (mg, mabes, etc.) yeah, three babies in just under four years. wheeeeeee! sometimes i write about stuff other than the mom stuff. like ... um ... okay, it's pretty much all about the mommyness up in here. i own it.