39 weeks and counting...
People keep saying that you'll miss being pregnant after you give birth to a baby. We'll see about that. There are certainly some aspects of being pregnant that I won't miss, like the sore hips and shortness of breath, but I can imagine missing the feeling of a tiny human growing and kicking inside of me. Growing a baby is pretty incredible stuff. It's sort of like having a superpower. Take that men.
My mom is coming to visit from Michigan, and I'll welcome the help and support she'll provide in the next couple of weeks. This is her first grandchild, so I know she's thrilled to be part of this whole experience. I'm sure my husband and I will be happy to have another set of hands around here. Not to mention, grandma's are the best!
We most likely have no idea what we're in for these next few weeks or months, and then for the rest of our lives too. Our lives are going to change in the best possible way, and that is something to celebrate.
I stocked the freezer with a few meals, we have a baby room all set up, the hospital bags are (almost) packed, and now we're playing a waiting game. Babies seem to have their own clock and timing. Hope this little guy doesn't overstay his welcome!