Ookii desu ne?!?!

I am at my limit. For the past few months my belly has grown as the wonderful, beautiful boy inside me is growing and this growth has not gone unnoticed. Now, I wish I could say that people have given words of enthusiasm and kindness to accompany my belly as it increases in size, but that has just not been the case. For the past two months I have heard AT LEAST 4-5 times a day how large/big/huge my belly is. I am tired of it. So, I am shamelessly using my blog to write about this frustration. I sometimes try to avoid using my blog as a place for venting and save that for my personal journal, but not today. I have had enough of it. I can only take so much. I smile on the outside and say, "yeah, it is." but inside I want to say, "SHUT UP!" Should I just chalk this lack of noble thought to pregnancy hormone? Maybe, but then again, maybe I need to learn to ask people, in some wonderfully witty manner that teaches people a lesson in holding their tongue whilst also remaining respectful, to not say such things. Anyone got any ideas?

The camel's back broke today. I came home and cried on my husband's shoulder. Just wishing for the comments to stop and instead to be replaced by joyful phrases that communicate excitement. There have been a small number of people who have loved on me through encouraging words while here in Japan but sadly it's not enough to counteract the much larger number of the frequency of certain adjectives that should never be said to a pregnant woman. Word to the wise....only tell a pregnant woman how beautiful she is. Say nothing about her belly, small or large. Tell her you are excited for her. Share in her joy and quit acting like we have or should have the "right" to hear your opinion.

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This is the number that is running through my mind on a loop. 8-8. For 8 months along and only 8 weeks to go until our little treasure (as the very cute, petite elderly nun working at the hospital said) arrives and changes everything about daily life as I know it. I am excited for this change and a little apprehensive but I guess that's to be expected.

This whole process has been amazing to me. There is a person growing inside of me! How wondefully weird is that!? As he has grown, the space available for him to move around in has become smaller and smaller, and now I can kinda tell what part of him is sticking out and making my belly all sorts of funny shapes. We can't wait to meet him. I often wonder what he looks like. Will he have Jason's eyes? My hair color? What will we name him? That has yet to be discovered.

So, as the day draws near and my belly grows please pray for the continued health of our baby and myself. Also, I would appreciate your prayers for a safe delivery. Can't wait to share pictures with you!