I don't update much lately because there is truly nothing to update about. My life has been terribly mundane. The weekdays are spent working and going to school and/or studying. The weekends are spent in nesting mode -- I have scrubbed and re-scrubbed every inch of the house at this point. Basically, life is just boring without my kids. One is still cooking away inside of me and the other is still out in Texas. Speaking of which, Kyan will be home on the 18th of this month. Amen. I feel so aimless without him around to keep me busy.
I am almost 36 weeks pregnant now (or already am, depending on which due date you follow -- I just say "due first week of July") and seeing my midwife on a weekly basis. I'm entering that anxious phase. Part of me is content and patient with Baby Z cooking as long as need be, and the other part of me is kicking and screaming. The pregnancy has been much more physically demanding than the one before. There have been times when the pains I feel are just so overwhelming that I just start crying uncontrollably. The searing back pain (which has honestly led me to consider getting a cane to use for the duration of the pregnancy), routine puking and constant acid reflux, and total inability to fucking breathe -- literally. Come on Z, at least cut me a little slack since we have several more weeks to go!