There's nothing quite like getting to that last stretch of pregnancy. I've been getting nasty about certain things because I hate losing mobility and more of my independence. Having another little one to keep things going makes it interesting. But amongst all that, there's so much I forget to be grateful for.
I got a big smack reminder a few days ago. I have this amazing friend that has been having some serious problems with things of such a nature and she had a trip to the hospital recently and was told more than likely she'd have to get help to become pregnant. (For anonymity, I'll keep her name to myself.) I can only imagine how devastating that would feel, being so young, not being able to do something that only women can do.
I'm ever so thankful for her perspective on things. She has brought to light something my girlfriend Kellie did at the end of her first pregnancy last fall when she was overdue-you can read her post -http://brwrr.blogspot.com/2009/10/week-41.html.
Thanks ladies for giving my mind something to chew on while things with my body become ever more changed. My life-and those of my children- truly are the most amazing gift.