I am beginning to waddle. Yup. Just a little bit though
I run into everything with my belly. Chairs, walls, people etc... and my center of gravity is WAY off so pardon me if I start drifting closer to you, or even run into you, as we walk side by side. (My co-workers have to be used to it by now)
I have lots of dreams of being back in school and not having my homework done for that day when I get to class. I think this relates to my inner gut feeling of not being prepared for lil' Baby Smith to join our family (because sometimes I worry about the birth and the safe arrival of lil' Smitty)
He likes to kick my ribs. And I am pretty sure he will be the next David Beckham because there is a lot of force behind them! Ouch!
Oh and breathing....wait...let me catch my breath..
I am grateful that we will be adding to our little family soon. I am excited/nervous/scared for the changes. I'm happy that this lil' guy has been healthy and safe for these past 8 months. Loving these little changes!