33 WEEKS

This week I’m under the impression that the baby is squished in there. It feels like her movements are those of someone trying to get comfortable and this means my belly takes on werid shapes as she shifts her entire body around. I’m feeling less and less like this belly is my own, because of how big it’s getting and how it seems to take on a life of its own. It’s still hard to believe that it’s my body that she is in, and as K. said last night, that I’m a plural. The bigger she gets the greater the reality…

Baby, are you squished? 7 more weeks of growing to do!