Friday, November 15, 2013
This week I have found myself bouncing on a birth ball, dancing in the kitchen, taking bumpy car rides, and going on walks. All in an effort to encourage the little one to go ahead and decided to come into the world.
I have also pretty much totally given up on maternity jeans. They are the worst. Seriously. Especially when you are up and down constantly tending to the needs of an almost two year old.
I was standing in line at Starbucks and looked over and there was an entire family just sweetly staring at me. Finally the Dad asked with a huge smiled plastered on his face, "when are you due?". I feel lots of peoples stares. Thankfully this time they were sweet stares.
Henry now has his own twin bed and we converted his bed back to a crib. Now we have a kids room. Pretty exciting to walk by and think about two sweet ones sleeping in the same room.
I am ready. So so ready. Physically I still feel pretty well through the day, thankfully. Mentally and emotionally...just so ready.
Henry is pretty convinced we are having a girl. I am back to thinking it is a girl. And Doug is leaning towards boy. [For the record, he was right the last time]
A perk of being this pregnant is that I am on top of our laundry and dishes pretty much at all times. In the back of my head I keep thinking, I could be going to the hospital to have a baby any moment. I need to have these things done just in case.