Well, here I am at week #38 pregnant. I have every complaint any woman would have carrying an extra 25 pounds around plus all the usual aces and pains pregnant women have.
Last week I was sicker than a dog and I spent the week in bed. Unable to drive myself and because my doctor is two hours away, it was not until Thursday that I was able to get antibiotics. When I did show up at my doctors office, she told me to think February even though my due date is January 25.
#WhatTheWhat?!
How is that even possible?! My bike and all the gear I have does not even weight 25 pounds and I am supposed to walk around like this for the next two weeks, give or take.
I am much slower to get around these days and only committing to a few things that I know for sure I can get myself to.
It looks like my heart tattoo that reads, "XC" for cross country will be with me for generations. I have no plans to remove it but will have to be creative in my answer when Nathaniel says he wants one too.
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