We're in the home stretch my friends! The third and final trimester started this week and that brings us only a few short weeks from meeting our son. I will miss the time spent alone with Isaiah but can only dream of the joy that we will share in raising our first child. Over the course of my pregnancy, I think I have fallen more and more in love with Isaiah. Knowing that we made this child together and the support that he has shown me through all my hormonal outrages and tears means the world to me. I love you Isaiah!
Liam and I went to the doctor this morning and everything is looks great. I am measuring half a week ahead of schedule which probably doesn't mean anything, but is still exciting. I gained 4 pounds in two weeks (OOPS!!!) but my total weight gain is still only 15 pounds. Not too bad if you ask me!
I had this crazy dream last night that I was having Liam. We were at the hospital, getting checked in and I decided to go for a walk. I won't try to explain it all but it was very intense; filled with Germans shooting large balls toward the creek I was swimming in, their escape in a giant hot air balloon, weird forest creatures, and a baby who was born with interlocking 4 inch razor blade teeth. Ok, I guess it sounds more like a nightmare but it really wasn't scary....just bizarre.
Next week I'll post of pictures of our weekend at the lake with friends. Liam made his bikini debut, it was liberating.
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