Third Trimester

Today marks the official first day of the third trimester. I wouldn't call it the home stretch just yet, but time is passing quickly and it seems like there is still so much to do.

Things like our partially finished half-bath remodel or taking down wallpaper and painting our master bedroom just haven't seemed to make it to the top of the list lately. Between working late, traveling and hosting company, Mike and I have been in survival mode. 

We've had a lot of fun going to Mississippi and having some of his family up from Houston, but the weekends come and go so quickly and all of a sudden it's nearly June!  

Now the 90-degree weather is staring to set in and I'm growing bigger by the day which makes the energy boost I enjoyed briefly in the second trimester a fond memory. In the end, the things that seem so important now will probably make us laugh as they are replaced with figuring out how to work in a daily shower much less tackle some home improvements. 

So I'm pledging to buck up and try to take this last trimester in stride. I may hate what the scale says and am toting around a uterus the size of a soccer ball, but there are so many wonderful things to look forward to (like baby showers, a 4-D ultrasound, seeing Mike endure lamaze and breast feeding classes, and oh yeah, the arrival of our son). Somehow I'm sure all the pesky details such as finishing the nursery or picking out a name for our child will somehow work themselves out.