Today I woke up and my body laughed at me. It laughed at my big plans and my schemes to get everything done. It mocked my long weekend of projects. It swelled up like a balloon and ached all over. I've reached a whole new level of pregnant. The beached whale level.
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Oh Kerstin, I totally can empathize with you. It's no fun in those last few weeks/days. Hang in there babe!
The beached whale level is no fun--except it means the whole thing is nearly finished. You'll make it!
Oh I remember that part of pregnancy. I am sorry you have to go through it too. Hopefully it is not too much longer! We can't wait to see the new baby! :)
Even though it is so miserable I think its our bodies way for helping us to be willing to go through labor. But does it really need to be that miserable!! But I cant wait to hear that you've made it through it all!!
When I was about eight months and nervous about labor, someone told me some wisdom. The Lord knew mothers would be nervous, so he makes it so you are so uncomfortable by the ninth month, that you are willing to do anything to end it. May the finals weeks (which seems like years) pass quickly, and may your little bundle be healthy and your labor smooth.
"The beached whale level?" LOL I had that throughout my whole pregnancy! Or it was just an excuse for my to be lazy. But, you're almost done so hang in there!!
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