Finally starting to get stuff marked off the big, better get this all done before the baby comes, to-do list. With so much continually going on around here, it’s amazing I have time to even pee. Antone’s high school graduation Thursday, Friday was Olivia’s bachelorette party, too much happening on Saturday to even list, D’Lo had his dedication at church on Sunday, and today, well, I believe we got these pregnancy pics done just in time…I’m still having random contractions all day long. My body is definately sending the clear message that I need not do this again. I mean, the heart of me knows that never again will I feel the miracle of a life within my own, but the sheer exhaustion, swollen feet, heartburn, and constant middle of the night trips to the can are really trying to steal the joy out of this, my last expectant experience.
He should be arriving in the next week or two. My fourth child arrived a little before 39 weeks and I didn’t feel nearly this pregnant with him, or really with any of them. I’m just about to reach 37 weeks so, hopefully, I should be safe at least through Olivia’s wedding this Saturday. Even now his movements are way too large for a space that’s way too small and I swear it feels like he’s trying to claw his way through my cervix from the inside out.
Seriously though, I am feeling like a very blessed woman. We all have complaints about our pregnancies but, all in all, this one last run at it has been miraculous. God has been good to us and, sitting there today at the portrait studio, reviewing all the beautiful pictures of an even more beautiful family, we were both feeling humbled by the honor of parenting such amazing little people. All of them at varying milestones. One about to enter high school, one about to enter the world, and everything in between. We were joking today about the irony that the same year our oldest will be permitted to drive, our youngest will just be graduating to a front facing car seat. Will the baby be in that front facing car seat while his brother takes it out for a spin? Um, no, but it will be nice to send Tony out to pick up some milk when we run out.
