This is it.
The final 4 weeks. I feel like I've been running a marathon, I'm on
mile 23 and I only have 3.2 miles to go. It is still a decent distance,
but considering how far I've come, the finish line is so close I am anxious for
it.
I could compare pregnancy (and I'm sure
the upcoming labor and delivery) to running a marathon all day. And
because I've tackled a full marathon 8 times already, I'm pretty sure I can
handle what's looming down the road in less than 4 weeks.
Overall I feel great. I have some
of the typical complaints, such as my back hurts, or I don't sleep particularly
comfortably at night...but compared to many, I am fairing pretty well on the
pregnancy home front. In fact when people hear how far along I am and they
say, "Oh, you are at the really uncomfortable stage" and I say,
"Actually, I feel great." I always get a weird look from them
like I'm not normal.
I'm sure as I get closer to the finish
line I'll feel more miserable and can't wait to be done (there is another
comparison for you) but I'm enjoying still feeling great for the time being.
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