You're going to have to decide on a birthday very, very soon. We're down to the last two weeks now (or so). I suppose it's possible that you might hold out even longer than the predicted 40 weeks, but I think it unlikely given that my siblings and I, your father and his siblings, and both of your siblings all beat their due dates by at least a couple of days. There is some evidence to suggest that gestational age at birth is influenced by genetic factors, after all.
Leave it to you to prove us all wrong, though, right? You've been stubborn and determined thus far. I still can't believe that the stress and dehydration I suffered last weekend didn't chase you out, though I'm also still glad that they didn't.
I'm gonna go ahead and admit right now that I am unabashedly "counting the days" at this point, though; eating pineapple to my heart's content, and generally trying to coax you out of there as soon as you'll come. The insomnia, difficulty finding comfortable positions, nausea, heartburn, aches and pains, and general exhaustion are all tough- sure- and always have been, but what's really getting to me at this point is the wondering, and the waiting. It's so hard for me to give up control and accept that it will happen when it will happen. I get wrapped up in worrying about just what new crisis we may or not be in the middle of when the moment strikes, and whether we'll get ourselves organized and out the door in time.
In the meantime, I'm veritably aching to see and touch you. To know your face. To learn your name.
You do what you gotta do, and hang out as long as you need to, but try not to keep me in suspense too much longer, okay?
Love,
Mommy
P.S. No pressure or anything, but you've only got a few hours left to beat your brother to the punch, and less than a day to tie with him...
You look beautiful!
ReplyDeleteThanks! I've been feeling pretty good the last couple of days, apart from being chronically short-tempered and stressed out. Maybe that means the end is finally near? ;)
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