I don't know what limb is stuck in my ribs today, but regardless it's making it pretty difficult to get into a comfortable position, sometimes even breathe. If I slouch slightly, I get a kick from her telling me to move. Guess its a good way to correct my posture, huh?
We were actually able to fix our room a bit today with the help of Bobby, John and Jason. Thank you to the three of you for helping us, Alana says thank you too! We're not done with our room/nursery yet, but it's coming along pretty well. Just a few more hours of cleaning and building the crib and we're all set.
It's all happening so fast that sometimes I feel like I have cold feet and don't want her to come out yet. By the time I know it, we'll be celebrating her first birthday and I'll still be reeling over her birth. I know in Francis' head though, he'll already be planning the name of child #2. If only guys could experience pregnancy...
52 more days...
