I'm finally getting to the stage of pregnancy where people can tell that I'm pregnant, not just fat. People (strangers) keep asking when I'm due, what we're having, and it always catches me off guard. Sometimes I look in the mirror and I just see me. I still forget (sometimes) that I'm pregnant. I'm trying to prep myself for what's to come. I don't think I can prep for 3 kids. I have no idea what that will bring. I'm trying to prep for the surgery that is necessary for Harper to be born; I'm trying to prep for the recovery of surgery; I'm trying to prep for bringing an infant home.
I can't believe it will only be 18 weeks until I do this again...
Please pray that Harper wont have the same difficulties as Grayson did and that Harper will have a healthy and safe delivery.
Here's the 21st week's picture with my Stinkus. I swear he WAS smiling!
LOVE
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