A lot has been happening

I am 37 and a half weeks pregnant, which means I'm having weekly prenatal appointments.

I started taking Evening Primrose Oil to hopefully help with impending labor.

My husband moved our chicken coop out by the garden, so the chickens can scratch and eat the grass.

We set up our very own greenhouse.

We are the caretakers of fifteen baby chicks.

I worked my last day at the thrift store and with my dear friend that I've gotten to know over the last two years.

A lot has been happening.

Change is inevitable.  Nothing will always be the same. We can have our routines and whatnot, but things happen. Plans fall through. People get sick. People are healed. The seasons pass. People have babies. People grow. New jobs are started. Something new begins.

It can be hard to embrace some of these things (especially for a woman who is eight months pregnant). I have been trying to focus on the good and the positive; being thankful in all circumstances.


I am feeling good. It varies day to day, but at the moment I don't feel huge... well, until I look in the mirror, and then I remember, "Oh yeah, you're carrying around another thirty-five pounds... maybe that's why people keep asking how much longer you have."

Right now I'm in limbo.
It's too late to take a nap, but too early to go to bed.

Fatigue is setting in, for sure. I've gotten the nursery ready, but the whole I-need-to-clean-every-inch-of-the-house-nesting-phase? Nope. Definitely not there. Sure, I would like to get some cleaning done before Little Mack arrives, but sitting is just much more enjoyable. No, not just sitting... sitting and eating ice cream is much more enjoyable.

My original due date was April 29th, but then it was moved back after I had my first sonogram. Really, Little Mack could come at any time... which is nuts to think about. I'm sure labor will start in the middle of the night and then I'll be up for thirty-something hours straight.

Last night, my husband was talking to Baby and said to him/her, "You should come on Wednesday."

"You want the Baby born on your birthday?"

"Yeah, wouldn't that be fun?"

"So, I'll go to my prenatal appointment in the morning and then go into labor?"

"Yeah!"

 

That would be something, all right.

Little Mack coming into this world will definitely be a change from our routine.

 

Change can be a good thing. <3