In more ways than one. You know what? I don’t feel any different being on this side of 30. Of course, there just wasn’t any time to worry about it. Meanwhile, I’ve started blowing up like the stay puff marshmallow man. I’ve gained 7 lbs in the last two weeks. My hands, feet and face are starting to swell and my blood pressure is creeping up. I went in for a routine ob appointment today and ended up spending the whole afternoon at labor and delivery being monitored until my blood pressure stabilized. I have to go back now twice a week for additional follow up. That’s way more time than I want to spend at the hospital during my last two weeks. It kind of stinks but I’m glad that everything with baby girl looks good.










