I am making a t-shirt for myself that will read:
"Unless you are offering to rub my feet, make me dinner, or clean my house - Please save all chitter chatter until after the baby is born - you are bothering me!"
Oh lordy....Third trimester - please speed up and be over. The inability to bend properly, carry things I want to carry, do jumping jacks, run after my kids, roll on the floor, sleep on my stomach and the 1,000 other things I am restricted from doing now is driving me a tad batty. But that's ok - I am super excited about baby Savannah.............
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