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38 days left.
Five weeks.
A little over a month.
I'm exhausted. I'm working 48 hour weeks for every week in May. All I want to do is sleep, and when I'm not sleeping, I'm crying.
Pregnancy is a joy.... seriously, who chooses to do this more than once?
Every second will be worth it when I've got my little Noah in my arms, and he is healthy, and happy, and perfect.
38 days....