You’re finally making me feel a little tired of being pregnant. I knew this day would come, I was just hoping it might not be for a little longer. I’m not miserable – not by a long shot. You’ve been a pretty easy baby to carry so far. But now you’re causing my blood sugar to be higher than I would like and you aren’t giving me any time to get school work done before I’m totally spent for the day. I’d really like a little energy back. I’m trying to exercise, but I keep getting trapped in this vicious cycle of “not enough time” vs. “not enough energy” to do things like grade, laundry, clean the house, plan lessons, and most importantly, set up a nursery for you.
Few people seem to be surprised when I tell them we have no nursery yet — maybe it’s more common than I thought that couples wait until the last minute. But I am freaking out. Even though I know you’ll spend most of your newborn life in our room, I still would like you to have your cute African themed nursery. And a proper crib to sleep in when you finally get sick of sleeping with mommy and daddy.