Last week I hit 28 weeks, which in preggo talk put's me in the 3rd trimester.
I am to that point that I feel like my skin isn't gonna stretch any more and I have a soccer game going on in my uterus! I am getting all the clothes washed, and baby stuff back out of storage.
It has been so fun to see all of the clothes that Connor wore and be reminded of just how little they really are in the beginning.
Here are some signs that make me want to be done a little faster:
~ When my kids poke me in the belly and say, " Mommy you really have a fat tummy, will it ever go away?"
~When standing in line at the store and looking at the items they line the checkout with to entice you to buy as you are leaving, and a man looks at me with a smile and a creepy head nod and says, "I guess you won't be needing one of these..." (whilst pointing to a pregnancy test) "Wink, Wink"
~When your double chin is sprouting an identical twin.
~When the head track coach at the local High School lovingly renames a drill in track practice (that was once called the pregnant lady)... "The Olsen"