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I can’t believe I’m in the home stretch for this pregnancy! You sure couldn’t tell it by my itinerary. As Mr. Pete is finishing up on a second home improvement project for extra household income, I have been stuck doing all the driving to soccer practice, soccer games, art class, ballet class and swim practice in addition to piano once a week, the inevitable trips to the grocery store, homeschooling, medical transcription, teaching my one and only flute student… No wonder I wake up tired!

Overall this pregnancy has been pretty good. I personally think this schedule would have wiped me out when I was 25. I think it’s the motivation of getting stuff done for my kids that keeps me going. By the end of the day though, I have shooting pains down my left leg and my feet are puffed up like two pontoon boats. I never take my shoes off until I am sure that I have no where else to go, because once they’re off there ain’t no way to get my feet back into them!

That said, I think I might have mentioned on the blog that I also work as one of the wedding coordinators at our church. That means that I run the wedding rehearsal since the priests are too busy to do that now. I also do all the trouble shooting and then I show up on the wedding day to make sure all goes well and to get the bridal party down the aisle. I get a stipend for doing this and this month, that stipend will be enough to pay for the last month of piano lessons for two of my sons.

Too bad the rehearsal is at 6:15 p.m. My feet should be like two marshmallows smushed into the shoes and oozing over the sides. Picture how Miss Piggy’s feet look and that will give you a good idea. Our church aisle is 125 feet long so by the time I get them down the aisle my feet are going to really look bad.

I am also trying to keep in mind that this is a young couple getting married and all of their young friends. I am positive that I am going to get some stares, maybe even some gasps. Heck, I gasp every morning when I look in the mirror before I step into the shower. I don’t want to freak anyone out.

I also wonder if in my present condition I will command the authority that I usually do when I run one of these rehearsals. Half of the battle is convincing everyone you know what you are doing and looking like you mean it. That’s hard to do when your getting a lot of Braxton Hicks contractions that make your stomach look and feel as hard as a rock! And then sometimes if this baby kicks just right, it sends that electric jolt down my leg and I let out a yip. Lovely!!

So think good thoughts about me to night as I try to usher this couple into their wedding day. May their memories of their rehearsal be good ones.

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