I have managed to turn into that annoying petulant child that sits in the back of the car yelling ,"are we there yet?" every 5 minutes. I am feeling a little bit crampy. My mind just tells me that I am playing tricks on myself and that it is just trapped gas.
I feel bloated and literally like a whale. Sleeping at night is an issue. I think it is partly the fact that I am excited to meet her and the other part is sheer lack of comfort.
I am trying to keep myself busy and on my feet as much as I can so that gravity will do its thing.
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