As predicted, the little bundle (who by now is most likely a BIG bundle) will be arriving as a December baby! The funny thing is, I find myself way less anxious now than I did two or three weeks ago. It's probably knowing that they won't let me go beyond 42 weeks (I'm 41 now), so there is a definite end in sight...and the end is measured in days, rather than weeks.
I think it also helps that I'm not working anymore. My last day was November 23, but my maternity leave started on November 28 (after the Thanksgiving break), so I feel physically much better not spending entire days on my feet. Would I rather be spending my maternity leave holding Gavin and watching movies with Stephen? Of course. But honestly, I've felt better this past week than I have in a long time, so it's worth it.
Tonight Stephen is taking me out for a surprise dinner date! If you have to be huge as a house and questioning if your baby will EVER arrive...you might as well do it with a handsome man and a delicious meal. :)
41 weeks and counting...
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