baby coming... soon...

34 weeks pregnant am I. Today.

I also had my baby shower today. Parties for myself make me uncomfortable. And even though technically it was for Titus, he still resides in me. We were incredibly blessed. Incredibly.

He can come today if he wants, we'd be able to wash him, dress him, change him, wash him, clip his nails, take his temp, suction snot out of his nose, and I think most of what we would need to do.

Being pregnant is intense, all the things babies need or are supposed to have. Intense.

I feel huge. And I know I will continue to grow "bigger" for another 6 weeks.
I feel like he is out of room already. But I know that he will still keep growing.

I am nervous about when he will come. I want so hard to convince myself that he might be late, so I don't go crazy if he is. But I am incredibly paranoid that he will be early.

We have talks, talks between the three of us. Titus, God and myself.

Pleading prayers more so. God, please don't let Titus come before May 8. God please don't let Titus stay in there for too long. Titus are you listening?

I don't know if these things are concerns or worries so much.

Finalized my maternity leave plans as finalized as they can be. How do you finalize a maternity plan when you don't know when the baby is coming, or how long you can last?

I am shooting for my last Sunday at church being May 10. The following Saturday is my due date. But who knows...

Oh, I swell now. So now, the ring that was already sized one size bigger then pre-pregnancy, now is too tight sometimes. I love my wedding ring. It is my real wedding ring, and I don't want to wear it around my neck. It belongs on my finger.

So the last 8 weeks or so of pregnancy aren't the most fun weeks in your pregnancy. Luckily by this time, I have somewhat forgotten how miserable I was for the first 11 weeks of my pregnancy. Missing those middle 20 weeks that I had, where I didn't feel incredibly pregnant or sick.

On another note, I feel incredibly bonded with my child already. When he squirms or kicks enough to force my attention away from whatever I am doing - I slow down and hang out with him. Put my hands on my tummy and talk to him. If I do not do this for awhile - I miss him. A lot. I am getting more and more excited to meet this little human that lives inside me.

My super amazing husband is gone this weekend at our church Men's Retreat. Can't wait for him to come home and see all the fun things Titus got at the shower.

So there, Miss Ashley, I posted. :)

I will try and keep posting as I struggle through the next 8 weeks of pregnancy. And I really want to be better about posting when Mr. Titus comes out!