It's hard to believe almost 9 months of pregnancy are over and that my life will be forever different with the addition of a new member to our family. Though we've spent the past few months slowly preparing for the little one, I don't think the reality of this event has hit us yet. It's fun to squeal over cute baby clothes, obsess over strollers and cribs, and decorate the baby room, but I've tended to gloss over (or not think about) the hard parts - labor, saying goodbye to uninterrupted sleep, endless loads of laundry, lack of alone time, etc. However, moms have been doing this for thousands of years, so I'll get the hang of it, right?
I've come to terms with gaining 35+ lbs. since January. It seems like ages ago when I competed in a mini-Biggest Loser competition...which ultimately left me $600 poorer since I found out I was pregnant during the last week of the competition. I guess one good thing about being broke is that I have no choice but to lose the weight to fit into my old clothes...no money for a new wardrobe!
Here's a shadow pic from my 5th month...at the time I thought I looked huge, but compared to now, that's nothing!