Longest. Week. Ever.
Seriously, what’s up with this? As soon as I said, “Man, these past few weeks have flown by!”, time suddenly stood still. OH YEAHHHH, now I remember why…
On Tuesday, my doctor so lovingly crushed my dreams and told me I was measuring at 27 weeks and 4 days, which is a full 3 days behind where I thought I was. Pshh, I say. I’m going to continue moving up to the next week on Wednesdays, like I have been all along.
I am just glad I can finally say I’m 7 months pregnant. This little girl is making an appearance sometime around Thanksgiving… I just hope she times it out right so that I can still eat all the yummy food. Hey, don’t judge. I wait all year for this! :)