So I technically haven’t gotten to my due date yet—I am now 3 days away. However, I had all these expectations that this little girl would arrive early, since both her brother & sister did, and it would have been much more convenient since there’s so many other things going on next week. (Brett’s going back to work full time so he’ll be an hour away all day long, plus Mom & Dad have something to do on Tuesday—IF they can make it at all since now a hurricane is on the way.) Add to this the fact that everyone I see at church looks at me with pity that I’m “still around” and I am beginning to get a bit discouraged. I know that babies come when they are ready, and it’s not supposed to be convenient, but I really am tired of being pregnant. Of course, I have loved the journey and I’m so glad that I have had the privilege of carrying a third child to term with great health; however, I’m just ready to hold her already!!
Since we had all the extra time, I’ve really gotten to where I feel completely prepared. I spent 2 days cooking about 6 different meals to put in our freezer for when I just don’t feel like cooking. I was able to go and get a bumper for her crib, as well as a bathtub (which we still lacked), and we’ve changed the draperies so Abigail’s room is more feminine (although still not completely done, since Andrew still naps in there) and Leah & Andrew’s room is more neutral.
(We’re not completely happy with these brown drapes, as they look like something in a grown-up’s room, but they’ll do for now, and they blend with both Leah & Andrew’s comforters.)
(This probably isn’t how her name will stay—we hope to add ribbons or something else to spruce it up! Her crib will also get a pink bumper once we move Andrew out.)
Now I’m just biding my time, unmotivated to even do things with the kids, even though most of the time I really do feel pretty good. I try to take them outside to play, and even try to do some walking to work the baby out, but I tire quickly and would rather just pass the time sleeping! (Besides that, I don’t have many clothes that fit me anymore!) At the doctor last Monday, I was not at all dilated or progressing, although that means very little to me. I feel somewhat crampy at night, and some shooting pains in my upper legs, but no contractions. I have a feeling she’s going to be a big girl, the longer she stays inside!