Still trucking, still waddling, still uncomfortable, still pregnant. 38w4d, to be exact. So maybe my doctor lied to me, or maybe Avery is very tricksy! Either way, every time I sit up in the middle night for the last week (2-3 times) I expect to feel the little POP of my water breaking. BUT NOTHING! All of the action I was feeling 1.5 weeks ago has ceased.
Which was actually a good thing, because it allowed us to finally complete the nursery! I still have things I want to do in there, but that can be done later, just like we did in Harlowe's room. I don't have the energy to worry about it now.
Harlowe loves playing in Avery's crib. She gives it 2 thumbs up.
I realize that I no longer fit in our little bathroom mirror; Avery is edging me out. Yesterday she was estimated to be 8.5-9 pounds already, and I was barely more dilated than I was 2 weeks ago. Bummer, dude. Remember when I was waffling over an epidural or not? I no longer waffle. It's happening. I think, I mean I'm pretty sure...
I have 2 theories for Avery's birthday. One - just like with Harlowe, I will pack up my desk on a Friday afternoon and peace out, and my water will break that night. Two - also just like Harlowe, Avery will want to share a birthday with her auntie. Well, it just so happens that Auntie Laura's birthday is on Sunday! Whatever she has planned, we're basically ready for her. I can't wait to meet my second little princess (and also to not have her clawing at or resting on my cervix)!
Harlowe loves playing in Avery's crib. She gives it 2 thumbs up.
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