Rounding Third ...

Compared to what's typically portrayed in movies, tv shows, novels, and other informational/inspirational sources, I'd easily agree that I've had a pretty smooth pregnancy so far. On August 23rd, Chris and I decided maybe this would be as good a year as any to start a family. On September 23rd, we found out we were going to have a cute little chicken in the spring of 2012. Then, before we knew it, the first trimester flew by without any signs of morning sickness. The second trimester came and went in the blink of an eye. In fact, many people weren't even 100% sure if I was expecting. Many wondering whispers whipped past my back in search of the truth. Even at the very beginning of the third trimester, when I was well acquainted with a certain sense of luxury that comes with slipping on a pair of elastic waist pants, people would comment on how "tiny" my bump appeared. The small(ish) size of my bump actually had me a little worried. Little did I know that I had nothing - I repeat, NOTHING - to fear. Now, 34 weeks in and there is NO QUESTION about whether or not I am pregnant, and NO QUESTION as to whether or not being pregnant is hard. Forget about the ease with which I rounded first and second; I've learned that anyone looking to cross home really has to dig deep when they see their third base coach waving them in. My lower back aches so badly at times that I find myself limping down the hallways at work, I feel - so full - whenever I drink a cup of water, and practically every time I stand up, I have to go to the bathroom.

Other than that, I am so happy to have made it to 34 weeks, and hope these next six weeks fly by just like the first twenty-something!