The long stretch to the finish line...

This morning I received my weekly pregnancy update. I am now 30 weeks pregnant, and the title of the newsletter was : Tired of being pregnant yet?
I can't say that I am tired of being pregnant. I mean, it's a really amazing experience, and it is fun walking around with a nice round baby belly. I like the way I look pregnant. I like feeling the little life inside of me. I like indulging in whatever foods baby demands I eat:)

I do admit, however, to being tired. It has gotten to that oh so wonderful stage where I can't remove my wedding rings because I am swollen. My feet are huge, my shoes don't fit, and pretty much everything hurts. It is hard to sit comfortably, stand for long periods of time, or do much more than a short spurt of house work before I get winded. Sleeping is something that I will welcome any chance I get- and it wouldn't be so bad if I didn't have to heave my big belly over my body whenever I need to turn over, which is often because my bones and muscles are shifting and I am always sore.

I am not tired of being pregnant, but I certainly am feeling the effects that pregnancy has on my body. And though I know I will miss all of the new and exciting sensations of pregnancy when our little man is born, the next 10 weeks probably can't go fast enough.