Well, it’s official! We’re going to have a March baby!! The Scottish and I are very happy about this. We love March, it’s the month of his birthday, our wedding anniversary, and the first day of spring, what’s not to love?
I’m officially 39 weeks 2 days as this post goes live which is the exact day I delivered The Wee One (contractions began at 39 weeks). For some dumb reason, we all assumed that I’d be having baby number 2 by this time as well. Maybe it was all those early contractions or the fact that I went early last time but this little dude is his own person who is going to come on his own schedule.
So now we wait. And not very patiently I might. It’s been tough here at the end, physically and mentally. It’s tough dealing with everything from life to people to the anticipation of such a major change, but I know that once I have a newborn in my arms, time will fly again and I will be very busy, very sleep deprived, and most of all, very, very in love.
My appointment this week went fine. No change in my body and more talk of induction, shoulder dystocia, timing, and all that stuff. I don’t feel like sharing much more than that because I want to see what happens.
In the meantime, let’s look at bump pics:
Toddlers are funny, one minute he’s trying to escape, the next he’s giving kisses.
This past weekend we enjoyed our down time and lack of a “to do” list, and instead really savored each moment as a family of three. Of course, each meal, bath time, and goodnight I found myself wondering if this is the last time it would be just us with The Wee One. Gah, these last few weeks are so emotional for so many reasons and on so many different levels.
But I’m so ready to meet my child. Any day now buddy, any day now… 🙂