9 months!!! FINALLY!!!

So saying that pregnancy only lasts 9 months is sort of a trick.  It's really more like 10 months if you go full term, since week 36 is officially the start of your 9th month.  I think they do it this way though because by the time you reach the 9th month of your pregnancy, you're just over it.  I'm so ready for Kalia to be here, to hold her in my arms...I'm ready for the challenges that we'll face, and the payoffs that will undoubtedly be worth it as the years go on.

I'm ready to see my feet again, to not have to pee every 5 minutes, to not be constantly thirsty, to not be constantly hungry but not really want anything.  I'm ready to be able to breathe like a freaking normal person, sit up on my own, sleep on my back or my stomach, run, play volleyball, not walk with a hand in front of my belly when I'm out in public because people don't realize that I'm pregnant from behind and then speed up to cut me off because I'm taking too long to walk and run into my belly...

I'm ready to not be an oven anymore.  I'm ready to be semi independent again, to remember what the heck I was talking about 30 seconds ago, to be able to focus on any one thing for longer than 1 minute without absent mindedly wandering somewhere else.  I'm ready to not have to do the dreaded long walk down to the scale to see how much MORE weight I gained this week.  I might never step on a scale again.  I'm ready to not have to pee in a tiny little cup that there's no way I can see over this ginormous belly and then having to spend 5 minutes 'cleaning up' after I'm done on my weekly doctors appointments.  Losing your feet is somewhat bad, losing your nether regions...argh.

I'm ready to pave our path for how we're going to raise Kalia and how we're going to be as a family of four (yes, Kodi counts...he was our trial run!!), I'm ready to figure out what works for us and do this whole baby raising thing the Kara and Chris way :-).  I'm ready to see Chris hold our baby girl in his arms, instantly fall in love, and fall that much more in love with him because of how great of a Daddy he's going to be.  I'm ready for the ups and downs and joys and tribulations and everything else that comes with parenthood...I'm ready for it all!!

I do think it took me 9 months to get to the point where I felt ready to bring Kalia into this world...but I'm here now, so she can come now.  Well, she can come when she's healthy and she's ready...because I think this is how parenthood starts...I don't get to do things on just my terms and when I'm ready anymore...she gets a say now too!  But Kalia, if you could be ready sooner than later, I'd really appreciate it!!!

I had Chris snap a few pics on Saturday night so you guys could see the ever-growing monstrosity of my belly. 

And...the infamous belly shots that I really do not love so much, but until I get stretch marks that makes the thing hideous, you can see it.  When they stop showing up, don't ask why, k?!  :-)  Taking these pictures are honestly not all that much fun anymore.  I feel like a hippo, but Chris does really good at making me laugh and having fun with it...so...here's the outcome of our goofy full belly shots photo shoot...

I look like I'm about to fall over backwards here.  Which is what I feel like 99% of the time.  I think I should get some sort of medal for being able to walk without falling forwards, even if that means I lean back a ridiculous amount.

Um...yeah...do you see how big this thing is getting?!

It's shocking.

And...of course I'd be the one with a drunk looking line of pregnancy.  I have no idea why it's not straight, but it's the most crooked thing, and I've never seen one quite like it.

Close up...

 

Like I said before, no stretch marks just yet...but I'm sure they're a coming.  Those other lines on my belly are from leaning against things or laying down.  My belly is so out there that everything leaves lines, and then they disappear.  I do keep my belly constantly oiled up though.  I'm ready for that part to be over too :-).

Oh, and on Sunday, we did the fun, joyous task of shopping for maternity bras.  We were really out getting the last remaining items on Kalia's registry at Target, which is why Chris was there.  But I think I needed him there for moral support too.  Holy hideousness.  Those things have got to be the worst looking things in the entire world.  Not only were 99% of them not comfortable, 100% off them were the ugliest things I'd ever seen.  Oh, and 95% of them made me look like I had a chest that looks like those you see in old women cartoon jokes.  Straight down south.  Like the bra was making things worse than they already are.  No support...just pushing everything further down.  I mean, if you're going to make the most hideous looking thing in the entire world, could you at least make it supportive so its functional?!

That's okay though...I'll be so thrilled when she gets here and I can start functioning somewhat normal again that those hideous milking contraptions won't even bother me.

I'm starting the official day count down...28 days till my due date!!!  Kalia, you're more than welcome to come waaay before then though!!!