28.5

Twenty-eight weeks, and five days in. Which converts to, eleven more weeks and two days! While time seems to be passing at a glacial pace, each new week I am in awe at how little time is left. Every day I'm starting to think I grew fatter over night. I have to say, though, even while my stomach becomes more and more rotund with each passing week, I feel more beautiful than ever. I don't get the whole "glowing" thing. In fact, I haven't been too happy at all with my skin since about a month after finding out about this little life growing inside me. On my face it goes back and forth between horrible break outs and then a little bit clearer again, but still with a little acne here and there. And then over my entire body it's just so much more dry. My hair and nails aren't any different, like everyone says they get due to the prenatal vitamins. But, even though I don't have any of those special things other people seem to love about pregnancy, I just feel cute. I even feel like my protruding belly is cute. Even though my belly button looks a bit ridiculous these days; it's laughable, really. I walk with more confidence than ever before. I guess this is also easier with a future that I can actually see a little more clearly now, one that I love. I'm finally not afraid to even think about my future. I'm not afraid of growing up, like I was in the year before I turned eighteen. And, while I always used to say I would have a good future, I feel like now I know - without a doubt - that I will have one. One reason, my first reason, is simply because I will have this little one of mine. Another reason, I finally have the right motivation. I finally have purpose, a reason to actually live this life and really try. Not just to try, but to actually make things happen. I've always been smart, had potential, had hopes and dreams. But, now, I finally feel I can actually turn all those hopes and dreams into my reality. With some effort, of course. But now that I actually have the motivation, I know they are finally within my grasp. I've done a lot of thinking. Made some new life choices. And planned a whole lot. Now, I'm just getting ready. Preparing myself for this ride that is life. And, I can't wait to finally get out there and start really making these things my reality.
But, while I am insanely excited to really get my life going. Our lives going. For now, it's time to start some birthing classes and simply prepare myself for motherhood. As best as I can. Which sounds good to me. For now.