My belly at 28 weeks and Baby Blackert's face at 29.5 weeks. There are many moments in a day I can hardly believe we have made it this far. I am so in love with our baby...every day, every kick, is a gift.
That being said baby does measure rather large for his/her age and sometimes in my very weak moments at 4am I ask him/her kindly not to play rugby with my pelvis,ribs,bladder,spleen. Then I try not to feel guilty for being unwelcome to all that morning activity; kicks I hope to soon feel on the outside of my tummy when baby wakes me early for milk and I God willing hold him/her in my arms. I must remember to be thankful, but also that not everyone can be poetic, warm and fluffy so early in the day...
