You know what's not fun to do when you're 7 months pregnant? Move.
This last weekend has involved pretty much nothing but packing and I have not been enjoying it. The bending down and sitting and standing and leaning has been hard on my back and at night I fall into bed an exhausted heap. I can't wait for Saturday night when it's all done (at least until the second leg in August).
Thank goodness I have an awesome husband who does all sorts of lifting, moving boxes and fetching tape and scissors for me, I couldn't do it without him.
The weekend also involved a trip to a random dumpster to get rid of stuff that made us feel guilty and like criminals, I'm not sure we'll do that again.