Week 28

So in week 27 Mama turned in her dissertation! We did it, Little One! There were moments I didn't think we would make it, but somehow we did it.

Then, your graceful mother proceeded to trip backward over a retaining wall, landing us in the hospital for four hours on Wednesday night. Everything was fine. You kept trying to kick away the fetal monitor, which was cute, and I fell asleep listening to your heartbeat, which was magical.

Now in week 28, you begin the third trimester. In 27 weeks you have grown from something smaller than a speck to the little being who is currently kicking me in the ribs. *Sigh* so maybe that finished dissertation isn't such a big deal after all. Good to know you are already overshadowing my accomplishments.

Love Always,

Mama

PS Sorry about the messy mirror and bathroom. A dissertating Mama is not the best housekeeper.