Guys. It’s HOT here in Texas. I am pregnant. Pregnancy and hear just do not mix.
Did I Mention It’s HOT?
Dear July, Did I mention it’s HOT? You know that right?
Dear September, I can’t wait to see you. Dear July, so this is what hell is like.
So of course, here I sit nearly 9 months pregnant with our fourth child. We are in Texas and it seriously is hot as well.
I ended up in the ER with dehydration. Pregnancy and dehydration are 2 things that neither are good and when you combine them, well yeah – not good. After receiving 2 bags of i.v. fluid and a nice nap on a stretcher, all was good.
Baby is in good shape. I wish the little thing would hurry up and make his or her appearance. Yes, we know the sex. No, we will not tell you. I didn’t want to know the sex, but the ultrasound tech slipped up and told us.
Now we debate baby names for this fourth kid. This is most likely our last so we better name her or him something memorable. But you guys, seriously in this heat I just can’t even. I can’t think, I can’t go outside. I can barely move because remember 9 months pregnant fourth kid, i’m basically a whale.