You know how they say there's a light at the end of the tunnel.....

I only have 13 weeks left of being pregnant. Only 10 weeks left until graduation. Only 2 weeks left until March Break.

These aren't huge numbers. They aren't even big numbers.

But, you know, this journey- this year- it's long and windy and that light I am supposed to be seeing, well, it's not showing up yet. I don't have a clear view of the end of this tunnel. I can't even see it using a series of mirrors.

There have definitely been hurdles we've jumped- Micaela stays dry at night more often, but not always. She hasn't had a soother in weeks- but she still asks for it. I talked to the doctor, and the intense pain and pressure and contractions are all very normal for a second pregnancy- albeit incredibly aggravating. Most of my hardest assignments are finished and passed in... (ie that portfolio thing- argh)

So why am I still walking in darkness?

I know in 10 weeks time I'll be saying how fast this year flew. In 13 weeks, I may even say I am not ready for it to be over (ok- that might be stretching it a bit). But when I say these things- they won't be true.

Because I am tired. And this is long.