Thomas and I also moved, last weekend. And Thank you, to everyone that helped move all my crap. I really appreciate it. It's a mangled mess of boxes and stuff at the moment but we'll get there..... I was very ambitious earlier this week with unpacking.... until I sat down and actually looked at my feet. I have officially developed cackles. It's was the first time I've cried over what the pregnancy is doing to me. So, it's slowed me down, but 85 more days and it will all be over, my body will be mine again.
I feel him everyday now, which is kinda creepy, but I'm getting used to it..... I can see him kick from the outside sometimes. Which is amazing, I try to get Thomas to see it, but of course the little booger stops moving then....
I quit my second job at the Montessori School. I'm hoping having this time in the afternoon, will help with the swelling and discomfort. I go there and sit on a concert floor or in a miniature chair or go outside in the heat. None of these things are helping, so as the last day nears, I keep telling my body, it will get better soon. The doctor did request I lay down for 2-3 hours during the day.... hopefully I'll actually do that now.
Thomas also started painting Jasper's room. I have high hopes that it will look as sweet as it does in my head. A little inside forest. YAY!
