That's right! Six weeks until we get to meet this baby! Approximately 42 days left of this pregnancy. This will be my last pregnancy, according to Evan, so I should probably document all of the things that I currently feel for when that moment comes in the future that I think, Am I really done with this chapter in my life?, I can remember how it really feels to be pregnant. Warning: this post might turn negative.
I love resting my hand on my belly and immediately feel a kick or a nudge from baby. I especially love watching my belly when baby is dancing. I love trying to figure out what appendage is sticking out and is sharp, is it an elbow or a heel?
I do not love my lack of sleep. I feel that I constantly turn from side to side and with my body pillow and the other pillows that I need to feel supported and comfortable it takes quite a bit of effort to readjust myself during the night. I also do not like waking up due to my bladder and then not being able to get back to sleep for an hour. I suppose this is nature's way of helping me adjust for when baby does get here and I am nursing but right now it stinks.
I love how excited Liam gets whenever he wants to feel the baby move. He thinks it is so funny and he also thinks this baby will be so strong! (Caroline is too impatient to keep her hand still to wait for baby to move for her)
I do not love all of the random people who like to ask me if I'm having more than one baby. If I'm going to have the baby tomorrow or who like to comment on how large I am.
I also do not love how hard this pregnancy has been on my body. Maybe because I am that much older at 33, but the sciatica nerve pain I have had has been pretty unreal. Maybe because I am also in charge of two littles that there is no time for rest like with the first pregnancy. And really there is no denying that I have already surpassed my end weight for the last two pregnancies, about a month ago. I'm not really sure how my body will continue to expand for this growing baby.
I love wondering about who this little person will be. What color of hair he or she will have, red like Liam and Evan or blonde like Caroline and myself. If they will have the same eye color as Liam and Caroline, blue like my Dad's. Will they have the Fink nose like Liam and Caroline? Will he or she have my trademark birthmark on their forehead?
I do not love the unknown health status of this little person. Will they have hip dysplasia like Caroline or any of the other million things that can go wrong in a developing human being? I know that whatever comes our way God will give us the strength to meet head on but is it selfish of me to just want a healthy baby?
I love thinking about how this baby will complete our family. In all honesty, two kids sometimes feels very overwhelming and I'm not entirely sure how we will manage three. I really don't know how both of our parents had four, that seems mindboggling. But I also know that it will be that much more fun, more loud, more tears but also more laughter.
We can't wait for this little ones birthday! 
