Paul has been such a good sport with my moaning and complaining about being uncomfortable.   But now I'm feeling seriously handicap.   I have to be super careful how I sit or lay down because sometimes it's nearly impossible for me to get back up.  I feel like a turtle on her back.  Luckily when the weekend is here I don't have to worry I just call for Paul to lift me up.  But the weekdays are funny.  Getting up in the morning is a big laugh, I can't just rise out of bed anymore, I have to take things step by step.  First off my legs are pretty dead in the morning so getting the covers off me is fun.  Then  rolling to my side and pushing myself up with my arms so I don't feel tons of pressure from Brandon  in my belly is next.   Then once I'm out of bed I have to waddle, well it feels like waddling, Paul says it's not noticeable but I feel a difference in my walk.  I feel like I'm walking like a dinosaur.

As disabled as I feel, it's not so bad.  I really thought at 36 wks pregnant I would be begging to have this baby removed from my body (normally once a week I feel this way) but I'm trying to look at these last 4 weeks like I did with the last weeks of summer before school would start, just them up and enjoy them because the real work is only a couple weeks away!!!!!!