I’m sparing you all from my puffy face.  You can thank me later.  This picture was taken the day I was 36 weeks, but now I am almost 37 weeks NOT THAT I’M COUNTING or anything.  Last night I was having a lot of, shall we say unpleasant moments, and I thought “This might be it!” even though I knew it probably wasn’t.  A girl can hope, can’t she?

Pregnancy does not really agree with me.  I am not one of those people that glows with a cute little belly bump.  I swell, I puff up like a blowfish, I have really bad back pain, I get sick.  It’s not very pretty.  But soon, very soon I hope, we will meet the little munchkin that has been causing me so much trouble.