Lately it seems the closer I get to the finish line, the farther it seems.
It’s only January 21st!?!? Seriously.
I don’t want to rush the little guy/gal, but come on Mommy & Daddy are aging waiting for you. Every week we go to the doctor, I feel like they are giving us the run around. Your baby is 8 lbs. this week, last week only 7. No you are not dilated; you’ll probably go all 40 weeks. Make up your minds!!! I guess ultimately it’s up to baby. We have a sonogram on Monday.
8 more work days to go. Not that I don’t like working..hehe. It’s just getting a little harder to get around as fast. My boss has a full moon theory, must have nine full moons in between the time you conceive until delivery, well if that’s the case looks like we are gonna make it til at least Feb. 7th. Maternity leave (or the lack there of) kinda scares me. I took a week off before my due date & now I am worried I might be late & wasting time. Ugh. Waiting games, not a fan.
My co-workers threw me a really nice work baby shower. My friend Coriann made this AMAZING cake. I kept all the fondant animal creatures. I am going to make shadow boxes to hang on the nursery walls. I made awesome picture frames with pictures my husband shot of me at home. I wasn’t in love with the idea of a maternity photo shoot, but we wanted to commemorate the gigantic belly I have. Trying to keep busy crafting & resting. Project craft cave is in the process. Husband is a nesting fool. I am kind of past that point. Just trying to soak up every minute of extra sleep I can get.
The adorable cake made by Coriann!!!
I saw my baby nephew Kaleb last night. Changed his clothes & his diaper. I am working on getting some practice. He was crying because of his gassy butt. I was rocking him and patting his little butt. Can’t believe I will be rocking my little baby soon. Or the fact that there is a baby the size of my nephew in my belly. WTH?!?
I have had a couple sleepless nights when I have thought OMG! This is it. WRONG! Everyone keeps saying when you go, you will know. Well I hope I am one of the 10% of women that has their water break, I mean gush. Gross I know. I just don’t want to wonder what if? I definitely DON’T want to go to l & d for nothing. We’ve been there wayyy to many times.
On a side note: Today while getting out of my car I felt a gush of cold, that almost felt wet. I look down thinking my water broke. NEGATIVE. My pants ripped down my crotch. Thank gosh I had an extra pair of pajama pants in my car. Yay Garfield golfing pj pants. I am happy that it is a Saturday & no one is really in the building today. Here’s to gaining 40 pounds! This baby better come soon I am running out of clothes. Down to one shirt that fits & well no pants. We will have to figure something out.
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