It’s so interesting how 6 more weeks can seem like the shortest amount of time and the longest amount of time simultaneously. As my last trimester started I felt totally unprepared for the end of this pregnancy. But things are falling into place now. We have a plan for what to do with Wes should BA2 come suddenly, her clothes are folded and in a dresser, the books are in the book shelf, all of the essentials for at least the first few days are here at our house. There are still some things to do, but we’re in a good place now. Which is great so I have more time for naps.
As this pregnancy comes to a close I’m reminded that these are my last few weeks of just Wes and me. He’s getting a little clingy, which I think is normal based on discussions I’ve had with some of my friends. It’s really sweet. I get a lot of hugs and kisses and requests to build and play. Even when Sean is home. That’s a big deal. It makes me a little sad. Sad that I won’t be able to give him this much attention ever again, and we won’t be just Wes and me in the same away ever again. But I know that will also be a good thing.