I decided to make this week’s post about Sunday for two reasons. First, we moved into our new house this weekend. Yay! We love it, but it was a busy couple of days trying to unpack as much as possible with Evan around.
But today is also the day I got to go to our old rental house and clean it up. Maybe you think my husband should have done this instead of my 25 week pregnant self, but I’m sure y’all understand he does not comprehend the level of cleanness required to avoid cleaning fees. It only took 4 hours, so it wasn’t too bad. I felt fine during the whole ordeal; I was obviously tired but not as much as I expected to be. I expected not being able to walk once I settled down (hips get really sore at times), but I was fine, if only a bit sore.
But then I came home and looked at myself in the mirror. Today is the first day I actually felt like a big pregnant lady. My belly is definitely there, and it’s big. I guess pregnancy amnesia has kicked in, because I don’t remember feeling or looking so big at this point last time. My dear husband respectfully disagrees and says I looked just as big, but I just don’t remember it.
Anyways, I’m big and pregnant, and this is just getting started, really. We’ll see how big I get in the end.
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