I'm alive

I wanted to sit down and write something really profound but all I could think about was me. Life seems to be more about me lately. I am not as young as I use to be. Therefore being pregnant when I am not as young as I use to be is getting harder. I am now officially to the point where I can say I am tired of being pregnant. I had hoped it would last a little longer but I think that I am ready to have this baby on the outside more than I want him/her on the inside. All I can focus on while trying to come up with something clever to say is how bad my hips are throbbing. How for 3 nights in a row I wake up to go pee and then can't get back to sleep usually at all. So I am loosing several hours of sleep a night. I know I know, this is just preparing me for the baby, it still doesn't make it any easier. After I talked about how not so big I felt at Stake Conference and how everyone was commenting, I officially have blossomed and feel actually quite bigger than with any of my other kids.
I asked Tom if he thought I am bigger than with the other kids. He didn't want to comment but did say are you asking me to recall your measurements from previous kids. That is a very sly way of avoiding the question. So officially I must be a barge. I still feel beautiful though. As big as I feel, being pregnant is just beautiful. I never have to worry about my "pooch" because for once it is suppose to look like that. The only thing that is keeping me from going crazy is that I still have painting to do and a car seat to buy which is proving harder than ever. I can't find one that I like that has a good price on it. I do feel like so many things that should be taken care of will not be done by the time baby is born. And I am sure all will be just fine. At least I am alive and the Lord has seen fit to bless our family with another little one. That truly is a blessed thing!!! (This was the best I could do on my own, I will have to have Tom take official ones later and for those wondering I have 6 weeks left to go )