Pre Birth Order (PBO) = The court filings that say I am not this baby’s mommy.
I am very excited today because I got my copies of our PBO. It’s basically just the courts recognition that I am in fact not this baby’s mommy and therefore not responsible for it when it’s born.
I can’t believe I’m approaching 30 weeks in the pregnancy. It has gone by incredibly fast for me. Probably not so much for mommy and daddy since they are anxiously awaiting baby J. But for me, it’s been fast. And as the time comes to an end, it’s a little bittersweet.
This will more than likely be my last pregnancy. It’s weird to say that. I’ve spent the better part of the past 6 years pregnant or trying to become pregnant. And now, with this PBO, this will be it.
This baby will be born in May and go home with his very loving parents and my life will go on with my own crazy monkey boys. I’m so glad that I am not the one who’s going to be changing the diapers!
My baby factory will close and I can focus on myself, losing weight, being less grouchy (darn, I won’t have the “but I’m pregnant” excuse to blame anymore) and playing with my boys.