Oh, Woe To Me

The last few weeks things have been getting increasingly difficult for me (gee, I wonder why?). But today, all of a sudden, things are darn near impossible. Climbing my three flights of stairs is no picnic, but it's been doable. Slow and steady, eventually I make it to the top, just a little short of breath. Today after church I was literally hauling myself up by the handrail. John asked me "are you OK? Does it hurt?" No, it didn't hurt, I just suddenly couldn't do it.

Turning over in bed. Oh man. Weeks and weeks have gone by since I have been able to roll over in bed without having to stop halfway through to rest. Today while I was trying to nap, I had to sit up first, then shift to my other side. I just suddenly couldn't do it.

And getting out of bed? Don't get me started.

What invisible threshold did I cross this morning that moved me from Pregnancy: Not My Favorite Thing to Pregnancy: Almost Unbearable?

And when will this baby come?