The new crib arrived today, it’s still in pieces and will be for a while.
I’m nearly 29 weeks pregnant, and the first 2 trimesters have been a breeze.
This week, in trimester 3, the elastic has snapped and it’s kicked my arse. I can’t walk without wheezing. My ribs are SORE. I swear one of them has broken a rib. Or popped it out.
I tried to get in the car the other day, and I couldn’t fit behind the wheel. It’s depressing.
But, I’ve gotten this far, and haven’t stabbed my husband or thrown anything at him. It’s a big win.
I haven’t packed a bag yet for the hospital yet. I think I’m going to be pregnant forever.








