I am getting increasingly slower. I start out at a medium pace each morning, but by night, the steam has run completely out of my engine.
But an even larger issue than that (no pun intended), is the fact that I can only fit into 50% of restaurant booths anymore. On the don't list is California Dreaming, Baldinos, El Kiosko and most recently...Outback. I might be embarrassed, if I wasn't so proud of my belly.
At this point, it is imperative that I focus on the impending joy I will feel when baby arrives. Otherwise, I would be buried in this physical misery and torture that pregnancy has given me. I am convinced that God does this on purpose to ensure that mom's are motivated for baby's arrival.
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