Saying goodbye to May...

Last night I had the most vivid dream that I had my baby. I was calling everyone and telling them that Brynlee was here. People were visiting me in the hospital. I got to hold my precious baby for the first time. It was so wonderful and real. Imagine my disappointment when I woke up and realized that it was all just a dream and I still had about 7 weeks until that becomes a reality. I've dreamed several times already that I have had Brynlee, but none of them were as real or emotional as this. It just made me more excited for when that moment actually arrives. I really can't wait to hold my baby for the first time, to kiss her perfect face and hold her close.

I've been telling myself that if I could just make it through the month of May, I would be set. May was a rather uneventful and drawn out month for me. I didn't have much going on or much to look forward to. June, however, is packed full of all sorts of weddings and showers and other events to keep me entirely too busy, and I absolutely can't wait for all the distractions. Because once June is over, then July is here, and with it comes my sweet Brynlee.

Pregnancy has been becoming slightly more uncomfortable and tiring with each passing day. I find myself out of breath all the time. It's quite an effort to climb the stairs to my apartment. I'm finding it more and more difficult to get comfortable when I sleep, probably because I have a honeydew melon inside me. And so on and so forth. But I just think of the day I get to hold my baby and somehow it's all worth it. 47 days and counting...