We made it to 38 weeks! Two weeks to our due date, ahhh! At our last dr. appointment, she said she’ll more than likely be seeing me in a week (we got once a week now). Meaning, probablyyyy no early baby, but hey! You never know! Which explains my sudden bouts of anxiety I’ve been getting lately. I mean, the thought of child labor is a scary thing, right? Somebody ease my mind a bit. I’m anxious, I’m nervous, I’m scared, but I’m also so so so ready and excited and overjoyed! ALL OF THE EMOTIONS. THEY ARE BEING FELT. Which is a really crazy time for someone who has a growing belly and thus is feeling huuuuuuge most of the time and also, these hormones, man. So yeah. Prayers are always welcome if that’s your thing. Please and thank you.
I was eating my yogurt the other morning, and happened to glance at the date, and it was our due date. So. That happened. Things are gettin’ real, folks.
My bestie’s birthday was this weekend, and we went out to dinner with a big group and it was so fun! We ate Mexican which is basically my favorite food ever, and I can’t even tell you how many chips and salsa were consumed. A lot. Also, I got a pitcher of water to myself, which was good and also kind of hilarious. A pitcher of margaritas for my friends, a pitcher of water for me. ;) C’est la vie enceinte! (“That’s the pregnant life” for all you non-Frenchies!)