I can't believe that today marks the thirtieth week of pregnancy. I am in awe, really.
I told my husband this morning, "We are really and truly pregnant."
He just laughed at me and said, "You think?"
But seriously, who would have thought this truly possible? Not me. I remember when just getting past six weeks was my goal. Then eight. Then ten. Then eleven. It's been one week at a time, some of the them easier than others, but we are finding ourselves fully entrenched in the third trimester.
Polka Dot requested some belly pictures. I am trying to get my husband to take the 30 week ones, so I will post them soon. But here is the video that I took the day that the furniture arrived from the nursery (28 weeks). Ignore the pile of laundry in our master bedroom and the fact that the nursery closet is a MESS! I told you that I am a pack rat!