What's that spell? It spells Christina at 8 months pregnant, that's what it spells. I feel great, honestly I should not complain at all. I am just getting big and uncomfortable. I miss my regular body. I miss being able to tie my shoes and get in and out of the car easily. I realized that normally, my body is a great place to be!! I took for granted the comfort, strength, balance, and ease of movement, my body usually accommodates me with. And with the end in sight, I can't help feeling a little antsy, it makes me less patient with my current discomforts. One evening I was complaining an awful lot (I think it is my liver or some other organ? that gets displaced and smashed under my right ribs---this causes a terrible sore spot---which I rub and try to stretch out . . . constantly.) about my sore spot, so much to the point where I had Whitney trying to rub my sore spot for me and Kenzie running to get me an ice-pack (so sweet and concerned little girls). Then Whitney turns to Scott and says, "Daddy, will you take Mommy to the Hospital so that the Doctor will take her baby out!" I had to laugh and smile. It was said with so much concern for my discomfort and so much love. I also realized that I should stop whining. Scott also asked me, "So what Chris, You just figure this is your last pregnancy, so you need to get all your complaining in?" He was teasing and we laughed. (Honestly, to write out that comment it sounds like Scott was being mean. He was just teasing me and trying to get me to laugh.) It was funny. I am normally not a whinny pregnant woman. And this has been my easiest pregnancy by FAR! I am so excited to meet my little boy!!! I fall asleep every night picturing giving birth. I am not even nervous or scared! I know what I am up against and I know that I can handle it! I plan to do it all naturally!! That was how I delivered Whitney and I loved the experience. Afterwards, I was like, "I am WOMAN hear me ROAR!" I felt powerful. Like I could do anything!! I gave BIRTH. Bring it on! :) But I am honestly open minded and if I need assistance or if there are complications, I am all for the epidural. That was how I delivered Sam and it was Labor heaven--couldn't feel a thing. But to deliver Naturally is my goal. Our little guy continues to be very active and gets the hiccups often. I am measuring right on, so around Valentine's Day we should be seeing our "Brother Boy!"
P.S. Kenzie took my pictures. I made her take like 20, but we finally got a few that turned out all right. She is only 6. She was nice to accommodate me. Love you Kenz.