I have eight weeks left of school, twenty-eight weeks left of pregnancy, not sure how many weeks left to find a new job, and zero weeks left of sanity.
The pressure is on…this became blaringly evident this week when a friend of mine who is also pregnant (with twins!) was dropped from the nursing program. It can happen to any of us at any time for a variety of reasons, and it is just a reminder that I need to STAY FOCUSED! So let me apologize for the lack of updates lately. I’m just trying to walk in a straight line and breathe at the same time.
Speaking of breathing, it is SO HARD TO DO LATELY! I feel like a camel drank for twelve hours and then planted its water-logged ass on top of my lungs! I get winded just walking to my truck in the morning. It’s really pathetic. I can’t imagine what I will be like in my third trimester…I have visions of an oxygen tank strapped to my back.
Here’s a photo of the little one at our 11 week appointment to hold you over until the next time I am able to write. Actually, the picture is of very poor quality because evidently, the doctor had other patients to see and wasn’t concerned with giving us a clear shot of our child. So maybe you can play the “what do you see?” game…you know, like when you look at clouds and everyone sees different animals or shapes?
I see a bat in hibernation.