Making progress...

I am 30 weeks now. 75% done. Kind of hard to believe.

A couple of weeks ago, when I hit 28 weeks, I found myself thinking as I walked to class, "This really isn't so bad. I could maybe do this again." Now, that kind of insane self-talk is a clear sign of passing a milestone. As I have entered the third trimester, already the first is fading from my brain. You know, the one where I couldn't get up off the couch for two months. Where I vomited regularly. THAT trimester. But, it is nice to (re)discover that all misery truly is transient, no matter how insurmountable it feels on that particular day, or week, or month.

Of course, James caught me off guard recently, too. We were sitting at the dinner table and he made some comment along the lines of, "When we have our NEXT baby..." I confess, as good as I now feel about things, I was not excited about him planning for baby 5 before I have even finished with number 4. I really don't see that happening, realistically. :)

Now, I am settling in for the long wait. This is the part where it always seems to me that the birth should be "any day now." I realize this is way too soon, but mentally, I am ready to be done. Gotta get to the finish line, still.