I am almost 28 weeks pregnant. 28 weeks! The third trimester! For the first time, I am starting to feel like the end is in sight.
Showers are being planned. Finishing the registry has now become critical. And don’t even talk to me about the nursery. So many things need to take place in order for that to happen that I don’t even want to think about it. Believe it or not, it starts with the sizeable task of cleaning the basement. And there are several items after the basement before we can get to the nursery.
It’s funny how I try to trick myself to make the end seem closer. Like counting to 37 weeks—full term—instead of the full 40. I have a feeling this will just make things seem longer in the end though. What I really should be doing is counting to 42 weeks, the longest possible length of time I will be pregnant. In that case, I’ve got about 14 weeks left. It still doesn’t sound like very long.
But now, I’m starting to get bug-eyed at how much I have to do, and really, only 8 weeks to do it in. Because I should really have the nursery ready by 36 weeks. Right?