Pregnant and Floating

Today we went swimming. I didn't want to go because I look like a beached whale. I am out growing my maternity clothes. I have 3 weeks or less left. I am tired. My bones ache. The baby kicks hard enough to wake me at night. It LOVES my bladder. I love feeling the baby move inside me, I am excited to greet this little one into my family. But right now I am too tired to do just about anything. Swimming included. Nathan is a crazy, fearless boy at the pool and fast. Evan offered to take all the kiddos swimming and I felt I had to go if Nathan went, Evan isn't used to chasing that little boy at the pool and I feared for the safety of that little guy. So I went. As long as Nathan was in Evan's arms, I felt he was safe. After 20 minutes or so Evan got used to Nathan's sporadic movements and was watching him just fine. So, I decided to float. I was curious how it would feel. Ahhhh! It was so nice. The pressure off my legs. The weight off my back. Floating and feeling free. It was nice. I wondered if I might accidentally fall asleep.

And then we came home. Taneal informed me I looked weird floating. She said she expected to see a little bit of my belly sticking out of the water, but not a HUGE belly that looked like a basketball. She said my belly was the only thing sticking out of the water. I guess I looked quite the sight. But I don't care. The pregnant and floating feeling was wonderful. I want to go and do it again.

*Don't worry, this isn't a picture of me. I still sport full swimming suit coverage.