Home-Stretch

I am twenty-eight weeks along, entering into the third and final trimester. Although I have done this twice before, the miracle growing inside of me is amazing. She kicks, squirms and wiggles throughout my day. Reminding me that in just one short summer, she'll be here. I can't stop wondering what she looks like. Whom she will resemble. If she'll have lots of hair. Or even any hair at all. Will her hair be curly or straight? And as for the belly that is keeping her safe on the inside. The protruding outside of it has become the perfect shelf to set things on. Like her big sis, MaKenna. But only when I can catch her.