Pregnancy isn’t divided into nice even trimesters. Supposedly the whole thing lasts 40 weeks with the 1st and 3rd trimesters taking up 13 weeks each and the 2nd trimester taking up 14 weeks. I don’t know if they make the 2nd trimester longer because it’s rumored to be more “enjoyable,” but it kind of bothers me. If you divide the trimesters evenly each one lasts 13.33333 weeks and I hit that mark sometime yesterday. Really it’s all guess-work anyway (see Noel’s post below). Besides, I look like I’m in my 3rd trimester (we won’t discuss the 20% increase in body weight ). My belly’s huge, I know. I even exercise and keep a food journal. It makes me slightly afraid of what I could look like in three more months and what size our child will be. I’m trying to talk him into coming early anyway (yes I talk to my belly), and my motives are actually partially unselfish since I want my in-laws to be able to attend his blessing. I guess we’ll see if he’s obedient or not.
Since little Cooper’s arrival is drawing nearer and I don’t have any homework (yeah!), I’ve taken on a couple of projects (I’m trying to connect with my “motherly” side) shown below: