Just one week left until my due date. One more week. I’m still in a bit of shock that I could be having this baby any day now.
Friday is my last day at the office, which is for the best because going to doctor’s appointments has become a full time job. I already have appointments scheduled past my due date. The power of positive thinking, really.
Some other random updates:
I went from not waking up to go to the bathroom at night to waking up once a night to waking up every three hours. Like clockwork, every three hours.
I wake up sweating because Brady has decided his new place to sleep is as close to me as he can get. Up until a couple of weeks ago he slept at the bottom of the bed, then all the sudden he started sleeping up at my chest and pressed as close to me as he can possibly get. It’s kind of the sweetest thing ever. And only the tiniest bit annoying.
At my sonogram last week I got to see the baby practice breathing. Who knew they even did that?? So proud of her already!
I’ve had more strangers comment on my belly in the last week than the entire first 38 weeks combined. I’ve been getting lots of congratulations and I can finally get a seat on the subway. Took nine months, but we’re there!
Not one single stranger has tried to touch the belly. Thank goodness.
Yesterday I finally got around to packing my bag for the hospital. It took a considerable amount of time deciding what top I’d wear home from the hospital. Should I pack a maternity shirt or would I be able to fit into one of my normal shirts again?? The thought of being able to wear normal shirts again is pretty exciting.
Alright little lady, I’m ready whenever you are.