We’re patiently awaiting your arrival. Not knowing when you’re going to come has been the hardest part of pregnancy. I am very lucky for that. You really have been a pleasure to carry around. Even though we are so anxious for you to come, I am going to miss you hanging around inside of me. It puts a smile on my face to feel you move, a comforting and reassuring feeling. You’ve been there with me through the last leg of our trip to France, a visit to Oklahoma, Thanksgiving, Christmas, New Years, my 29th birthday, a week in Mexico, a long, brutally cold & snowy winter, Valentine’s Day, your dad’s 32nd birthday, baby showers, stressful days at work, Easter, long walks and smelling spring flowers. May is here, finally. And what a wonderful month to be born in.
Tomorrow is a full moon. It’s also May 14th and 14 has been always been one of my favorite numbers. My birthday falls on a 14th, too. I know I may be a little superstitious, but I wonder if you will come tomorrow. If you aren’t ready yet, that’s okay. We’ll continue to wait. Your due date is not until May 22nd so I don’t expect you come until then anyway.
For most (all) of this pregnancy I’ve had a feeling you are a boy. And then today, for some reason, I kept thinking girl. We have both names picked out, but I am so, so excited to find out who you are.
The car seat is installed. Your dad and g-daddy made sure it’s extra secure. Your nursery is ready. I made a big target run last night. My camera is fully charged. Hospital bags are packed, snacks included. House is clean and will continue to keep it super tidy. We’re ready whenever you are little babe.
39 weeks and counting…