I started packing my hospital bag this week--that definitely makes things seem more imminent. Of course, with all the preparations, I figure our little man will be late! I do know for sure that 20 days from now, and no later, we will no longer be a family of 2, as my doctor will only allow me to go one week past my due date. It is at once the most anxiety-producing, terrifying and exciting experience I have had to date in my life.
Adventures of a neurotic, controlling, fun-loving working mom of three--constantly being handed big doses of reality
Sunday, January 18, 2009
13 days and counting!
Woohoo! The end is in sight! Not that I'm counting the moments or anything. . . Chris and I are both growing increasingly anxious for the moment I get to say "It's time" and head to the hospital to have our little boy. I must admit that with all the anticipation, my level of discomfort grows. Totally natural, from everything that I've read. My hips hurt, my ankles are chronically swollen, I don't sleep much due to bathroom trips, I have terrible acid reflux and more and more Braxton Hick's contractions--Must be nature's way of making a mother ready for labor--I mean what else could make one anxious for that kind of pain???
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I pray for y'all daily and thru-out the day. Stay strong!!! Love ya!
HOW EXCITING!!! We can't wait to meet Elliott!!! I will be praying for y'all in the next few days as we count them down!!! Love You All!
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