Soon baby #3 will arrive!

Its funny how time moves us along. We think we are just headed down stream at an even pace, but in truth, we are on a precarious raft in a raging river! It moves too quickly and at times I feel, well, melancholy. Its bittersweet and that's really the only words I can find to describe it. This pregnancy is our final and so everything about it has been a "last."  This too is a bit sad, but this pregnancy has also been the hardest of the three. Now please don't think I mean its been awful, because I know women having it way harder than me. I didn't get morning sickness with Emma. I was just over tired at the end of the day. With Owen I felt funny in the evenings, but again, no real sickness. But with this baby, I had real nausea. It of course was no where near anything I should be able to complain about. I never threw up with any of my pregnancies. Yes, I can say that. Ha! Once I was into the 2nd trimester I felt my energy return and for 3 months felt pretty much like the previous pregnancies. That is, until he was big enough to push up into my ribs! Emma and Owen were in very similar positions, and I was never uncomfortable with them like that. Its a very strange sensation to be kicked in the rib from UNDER them. He also liked to push up into my diaphragm. By the time I was 7 months pregnant I felt like a whale! I couldn't walk right, sleep right, or eat right. At the 28 week mark I had to take my glucose test and failed. Another pain in the rear! I had to see a specialist, and I have had to prick my finger 4 times a day everyday to monitor my blood sugar. I had an in depth ultrasound last week(36 weeks) to check in on him and he's doing great. He weighs mid 6 pound range which is what Owen weighed at this stage. Owen of course was born at the end of the 35th week. I thought for sure this baby would be early too, but nope! He's still in there and we are at Thanksgiving. This of course is good, but I am SO uncomfortable! I can't do anything normal and my pelvis is just so painful. I look bigger than the other pregnancies despite the fact I have gained the exact same weight. I cannot wait to be done! I cannot wait to hold this baby in my arms and see his sweet face! And while I cannot wait to be back to normal, I also am trying to remember its a last...each movement is bittersweet. So as the holidays begin, this pregnancy is coming to a close. This last year has just blown by despite my best efforts to slow it down. I pray for a healthy delivery and healthy baby. And I pray I remember the details that are sometimes so hard to hold onto. I wan to remember it all! Now off I go to prepare for company and for the beginning of the holidays! Wish me luck!