You know you’re a mommy (to be) when “watching the show” takes on a TOTALLY new meaning
So it’s officially 37 weeks and 1 day, and as I was gracefully floundering in the swimming pool like a sea manatee today, it suddenly dawned on me that Sage could pop A N Y T I M E now
A N Y T I M E
So what would it be? contractions? waterbag? the show?
Excited and scared – tick tock tick tock!
On a less exciting /scarier note — my feet are so swollen i feel like the marshmallow (wo)man – help help