This morning as I was getting ready for work, I looked down at my growing belly and began thinking that this is probably about as big as I was when into labor with Zach. That really scared me. These next few weeks are going to be hard for me, as I work my way towards 20/21 weeks. Not that I'm going to be out of the woods after that time (at all!), but still I think there will be some relief after that time (at least, I hope). But right now I just have this sense of doom, and growing fear.

Just an FYI, I will hit 20 weeks around the first weekend in January.