I'm almost 27 weeks along which starts the 3rd trimester and 7th month. All the warnings I've had saying, "just wait for the 3rd trimester..." are starting. I feel like a blimp! No more: bending down, sitting up without assistance, pre-pregnancy wardrobe, breathing, sleeping, or jumping out of the car. No more being comfortable. Period.

I think Andy's favorite entertainment is watching me try to bend over and pick something up. He stands and watches a minute laughing out loud until I get frustrated enough, and then he'll do it for me. My abs are officially shot now as I have to grab onto anyone and anything to sit up. I'm now down to one and a half dresses that fit and about 3 pairs of non maternity pants that I can still wear (with the belly band of course), and my shirts are getting VERY limited too. Thank you
LaNice for Mommy shirts for Christmas!!!! Breathing is a task these days too. Because I'm so short there is nowhere for the baby to go except for into my diaphragm, lungs, and ribs (this was expected though). Sleeping is quite a sight too! By the time the baby comes there isn't going to be any room for Andy in our bed. Pillows are a life saver and the only way to be somewhat comfortable at night.
There's the body pillow to keep my hips from hurting and to support my belly, pillow for my head, a pillow for my back, and then pillows for the same thing on the other side when I roll over. So high maintenance, I know. I now have to hold my breath and roll out of the car instead of jumping out like I normally do. I'm sure its hilarious to watch because I laugh at myself
everytime. At first 9 months seemed like it was flying by, now I think its too long; I could be
ok with 7 months. :)
Andy has been so patient! Yes he gets a good laugh out of me but he is so helpful and worried about me every minute of the day constantly asking, "how are you and Harlee?" going out of his way to make life easier in other ways. He is sooooo excited to be a dad and will be a great one. Every night he talks to my belly telling her good night and that he loves her and that he is the smartest human alive so she should always listen to him. He is ready for her to come, however, I think he is even more nervous for labor and delivery than me! haha
As I complain about my incapablilities I have to stop and think of what the outcome will be. Looking at her tiny clothes folded up on the shelf ready to be worn or her tiny pink sandals, and the ultrasound pictures and video, I know it will all be worth it. Knowing everything she and I have to endure to bring her into this world is a miracle and makes me love her that much more. Its even more a miracle to think that the Lord trusts me with her. Approximately 93 days is all...I can't wait!