This pregnancy’s days are numbered. No more counting months or weeks; I’ve reached the point of counting down days. Where did those previous 38 weeks go? The ones that felt as if they were dragging and never ending at times. Have I really reached the end of maternity jeans and insatiable pregnancy cravings of supermarket sushi and pickles? Am I closing this childbearing chapter of my life? I think so. And I am content.
It’s the end of the day. I’m tired.. no, I’m exhausted. I mommied it up extra hard today. Pancakes, home school lessons, laundry, errands, swim lessons, more errands, breaking up sibling arguments, dinner… oh yeah, dinner. It feels like the day that never ends. Yes, it goes on and on my friends. Then bedtime creeps closer and I’m doing a happy dance up the stairs. But first, bath time.
Quick, name everyone’s favorite female Disney character! Right! Minnie Mouse! Now I can name our family’s favorite character. Baby Z! Minnie and Zaynab are pretty much two of a kind. They’re both sweet-tooth aching adorable, stylish, and fashionable! Now I may be biased, but I can’t help but feel like everything Z wears is the cutest thing ever. It’s all in the confidence she has parading around the house! She may be sporting some fun printed leggings and her favorite pink polka dot rain boots or sashaying around in her Minnie Mouse tutu dress.
I’ve always loved the idea of a babymoon. Taking a much deserved relaxing vacation before the feat of labor, delivery, and the postpartum recovery is a trip any mom-to-be would appreciate. With three previous pregnancies, my husband and I never got around to taking one. I suppose it’s because we never realized the value of taking one. After having three children and seeing everything that comes with being a parent, we finally saw the light and decided to take a babymoon. Except instead of like a typical babymoon, we decided to include the entire family.