I still feel pretty good but it is starting to take a turn for the worse. Getting comfortable to sleep is hard and picking things up off the floor is a joke (my house is in a downward spiral of cleanliness). I will have to take off my wedding ring soon on account of my extremities swelling and I feel like the skin on my belly may split any day now. But I have a very active and healthy baby (who is running out of room real quick here) and I couldn't ask for more. I am glad for the uncomfortableness of the last month because it is my motivation to do delivery and the first couple months with a new infant (otherwise I think I would rather stay pregnant indefinitely). 5 weeks to go, bring it on!
I am nervous about #3 and how I will be able to manage the day to day grind. The sleepless nights without daytime naps, the millions of diaper changes, teething, spit up, the battle known as breastfeeding, crying for reasons you can't figure out, and so on. Add that to the two I already have and the cost of another baby and I am pretty much freaked out. But when I look at these little pip squeaks I remember why we do it. It doesn't make any of that stuff easier but it helps me not hyperventilate now.
