I've been a little busy. Last minutes touches of boiling bottles and washing clothes. I've been installing catseats and trying to wear myself out enough to sleep every night....but my brain just won't turn off (kinda an oxymoron being that it won't work when I want it to). I've been cleaning and walking and walking and cleaning. Trying to get in a little extra alone time with hubby and GB. I've taken a couple sets of bridal portraits that I've had fun playing with...but that's relaxing for me!
So.... I go to the dr. Tomorrow at 10. I get swabbed(whoohoo). I'm going to beg and possibly even cry (without waterproof mascara for full affect) to get my sonogram because I seriously think this kid is huge. I just need some peace of mind so I can get a few more days of sleep....God willing. I'd really love for him to say "the walking is really paying off...you are 100% effaced and 3 cm dialated. And this..is what my very few dreams consist of these days...the nightmares are of an emergency section after a long grueling labor because he won't fit.
So say a little prayer for me in the morning and I'll wish all these hormones on those of you trying!
By the way, if you haven't checked out Jen at Traversal of Life's Etsy, you should really go buy something and tell everyone you know simply because it rocks. And if you don't, I'm gonna be broke because I have a hard time NOT clicking on "purchase". I'm just sayin'
2 comments:
Hope the doctor gives you good news babe. The end is in sight!
hang in there sugarbutt! It won't be much longer. I know you are ready! I am too ;) hehe
thanks for the shoutout! I 'preciate it big time.
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