It’s 4am. I am getting bigger and my body and mind knows it. I’m constantly peeing, maybe it would be a great idea if I don’t drink water after my late bathroom breaks. Plus the fact that baby is awake this time kicking makes me wonder what his sleeping pattern might be like. As I turn to my right the bf is knocked out but imaging that my son might look exactly like that when he sleep makes me smile. So it works out pretty good.
I definitely can not wait to meet this baby of mine. This is a whole big life change and sometimes I do think about if I finished school and didn’t drop out and I didn’t have to work full time so soon but things worked out. I would be talking to my belly and I would feel or see a kick/movement which brings me back to everything happens for a reason which I can follow. As long as I’m happy.