Being born and raised in the South, specifically Georgia, my husband and I both love names with a bit of southern heritage, especially southern boy names.
As you near the end of pregnancy, so much can happen from week to week that I thought it’d be good to check in at 8.5 months or 34 weeks pregnant.
The last trimester of this pregnancy is flying by, probably because it’s summer and we’ve been busy fitting in beach trips before I get too far along and too uncomfortable. But just like that, I’m 8 months pregnant.
Since I’ll be in my third trimester during summer break, I’m planning a summer bucket list that is fun without being overly exhausting.
There’s not much left on my to-do list before Scarlett arrives.
I’m just now starting to process the gestational diabetes education I received, and thoughts on it are swirling around in my head as I try to make sense (or non-sense) of things.
I hit 28 weeks this past weekend, but I’ve waited until today to post an update because I had my OB appointment this morning and had to down 50 grams of sugar in less than five minutes.
I’ve finally hit the point in this pregnancy where I’m wanting December to come soon.
It is still so hard for me to wrap my head around the idea of having a little girl in this testosterone-filled house.