I’m finding myself quite distracted these days. Just when I start to focus on producing great work, the baby kicks me back into lala land, daydreaming about all the fun we’re going to have together. Then again, it’s hard to forget the future changes approaching when looking in the mirror – suddenly my belly is screaming 38 weeks to people who don’t know I’m only 33.5! I’m not offended, though – instead, I smile and say, “isn’t she beautiful? Nope, still have 6.5 weeks to go until I meet my babe!"
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