T - 7 Weeks

The other day we were eating dinner at my parents house and as I walked in and took my coat off, my dad looked at me and said, "Wow. I can't believe you have 7 weeks left. How are you going to manage to get any bigger.!" Yes, everyone, I'm huge. Needless to say my self-esteem was bruised and apparently I look like a whale and feel like one too. The sad thing is that he's right. I don't know how in the world my body is going to get bigger when this is the time that the baby is supposed to double in size. Maybe I'm going to have a 12 lb. baby...that will be fun to deliver. {sigh}
Looking on the brighter side, I'm so glad spring is around the corner. My tulips are popping up and the daffodils are almost in full bloom (so funny considering we had snow last week). I wish I could go out and work in my yard, but that is out of the question. I can't pick up toys off the floor without difficulty let alone pull a weed or two out of the ground. So many things I just have to let go of...that's hard for my controlling self. Tyler would say it's good for me. :)