besides my mind. I've lost my feet. Everyone keeps telling me they're very swollen. I'll just have to take their word for it.
Two and a half weeks...I can do it, right? I'm so tired and sore and done. And the sad thing? I'm not naive enough to think the tired part is going to get better after the baby...but at least I can start to lose some of this weight that is breaking my ankles (don't worry though, they won't actually break, they are reinforced by POUNDS of fluid--they're shored up really well).
Sorry. I know that it's a blessed time and I should be positive, but you'd have to see me to believe the misery. And I can't wait to meet Nathan too, by the way! ;)