33 Weeks, Welcome Spring!

To be honest, I struggled for a few days this past week.  I have been moody and irritable, and not feeling physically great, either.  I blame the hormones!  The end is near, yet the thought of 7 more weeks of discomfort, lack of energy, and poor sleep feel like too much to handle some days.  My biggest physical complaint this week is abdominal discomfort that feels like my abdominal muscles (or at least where they used to be located!) are being stretched and torn from the inside out.  I assume this is just "growing pains", but it makes it hard to get comfortable in most positions, including for sleeping. Is the little guy curled up in a ball and trying to come out through my belly button?  One nice thing was that I had a wonderful massage on Saturday which helped me feel better both mentally and physically.  I have also really appreciated everyone who has asked me how I'm doing and feeling - it means a lot to me, and lifts me up when I'm feeling like I won't make it to the finish line!

Evie, I'd kill for those abs right about now!

She didn't want to be left out of 33 week belly shots

I've had to take a break from playing my flute at church until after the baby arrives, which was a very difficult thing for me to accept, but my lungs are just too squished to breathe properly!  I've also been feeling guilty that I can't keep up with Evie like I want to.  She is so full of life and energy, and she's in a big mommy phase right now, yet mommy is so tired and large!  Even something simple like going outside (finally!) to play sidewalk chalk and bubbles, I can barely get on and off the ground to play with her, and I feel like I'm letting her down.  And, let's not mention how many times I've snapped at Matt for the smallest things.  He is a very understanding partner through this, but I have informed him that if he wants a 3rd kid, we'll be adopting!  Despite my physical limitations, we've been enjoying some more spring-like weather and spending a lot of time outside.  Evie cries every time we have to come back in!

Evie felt like it was bathing suit weather when it was 43 degrees out, and she stayed outside like that the entire time Matt grilled dinner.  I feel like most Vermonters can relate to that feeling after the winter we've had!

A new package of goodies from Great Aunt Mary is making Evie get excited for Easter - we'll be coloring eggs soon and can't wait for Grandpa Tom's epic egg hunt!

We are happy to have come to a decision about preschool for Evie in the fall - she'll be going to CPEC in Essex Junction which felt like a good fit for her and our family.  We had to laugh, because we introduced ourselves to the school director for the tour, and Evie informed her that her name was actually "Evie Bird."  She has been in a phase of calling herself that (as well as Mommy Bird, Daddy Bird, and Roscoe Bird), and the preschool director was kind enough to call her by that name for the entire tour!

Mommy Bird and her little Evie Bird