28 Weeks.

(Sorry for the quality of the pictures - they were taken with my phone this morning when I realized I hadn't had a tummy pic in a month!)



I only have 12 more weeks to go. Twelve more! Is that not the craziest thing you have ever heard in your life?! Okay, maybe not the craziest thing YOU have ever heard, but it’s quite possibly the craziest thing I have ever heard. That is, until I hit 10, then 9, then 5, then ONE! Oh. My. Goodness. Gracious. Great. Balls. Of. Fire. I. Am. About. To. Be. Responsible. For. A. Little. Boy’s. Life.

Amazing! Exciting! Terrifying! Surreal!

I wonder what kind of child little Levi will be. I wonder what God has given me. Will he be subdued, laid back and sweet like his daddy? Will he be a bundle of screams and laughs, strong willed and ornery like my brother was? I’m anxious to see. I hope he is a good mixture of both. People say strong willed children are difficult (which they are), but it is such a good quality to have. These are the children that are never swayed, they stand firm and are grounded in knowing who they are.



They say (whoever “they” are), that babies will likely act outside the womb as they do inside. For instance, if they move a lot when you’re carrying them they will be very active as babies. If they don’t move a lot, they will likely be very “easy” babies.

Mom says my brother never stopped moving. He was an extremely active baby that never slept.
Mom says I rarely moved. I was the baby who slept through the night at 3 weeks old.



If this is the case, I better get all the sleep that I can right now because my little Levi is a bundle of jitters! He is constantly shifting, changing positions, kicking, rolling, pushing... it’s unreal.

Sunday during Church, I’m pretty sure he severed a rib. That boy is STRONG.

Being pregnant is fantastic. I mean, it really is the most incredible thing I have ever experienced, hands down. But. (There's always a but!) I am reaching the point where I am getting tired. I’ve been tired for almost 7 months straight, my back hurts, I feel like a whale and it is hard to do anything.

Last night, I tried rolling into our already-tall-but-now-even-taller-because-we-got-a-3.5 inch-memory-foam-pad bed, and I screamed in agony. It is so hard to even get into bed these days!! My back felt like someone hit it with a sledgehammer. I also never knew that simply rolling from my right side to left could actually take the breath out of a person. Whew.

Tonight, I think I’ll take a running leap into bed.

I was the one who said “yeah, yeah, yeah” when people talked about their pregnancy ailments, but trust me – now that I’m knee deep in ‘em, I finally understand.

I am doing something very exciting this week! Stay tuned for the big surprise!