2 weeks until D-day. I felt it was a milestone I needed to share. Of course I'd be more than happy to take an early arrival from baby girl Costello.
Feeling ginormous? Yep. Can't sleep? Uh-huh. Thinking my water is going to break every time I stand up? Kinda. Craving Lucky Charms around the clock? You betcha. Looks like everything is an affirmative for the end of pregnancy "Get out of my belly!!" kind of feeling. Oh, are those my feet down there? I wouldn't know, I can't see them. How's my polish? John did a lovely job with the application don't you think?