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Pray for a baby this week

I've never had more anxiety in my life than I do right now. Don't worry, this only affects my sleep; I'm not emotionally or mentally unstable, yet. Well, Mr Smith may get what few break downs occur mostly due to hunger and said sleep deprivation. Every hour counts, but it's so hard to fall asleep! Exactly one week before the due date & all I can think is, contractions could start at any moment. And so I don't ever feel like I fall into deep sleep. Nothing can be more aggravating, especially the tossing & turning. Only people who have been at 39 weeks understand the awkwardness of the toss & turn. No way can you do it still sleeping, and most times, it's painful cause your abs & pelvic muscles that allow you to do so no longer exist. But regardless of all of this, the anxiety is more excitement than anything. I still have a slight fear things won't go well, or it'll be harder than I expect, but you really can't let yourself go there. I am just trying to stay busy, but I don't care how many things you throw into your day, all you're thinking about is baby-baby-where-are-you. And you're secretly praying your fears of being a week + overdue are surely not true.  "Goodnight" everyone. Pray for a baby this week?




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  1. Nice editing on the photo...B&W was definitely a good choice. AND you know you're supposed to tell me when you have a contraction. NOW GET SOME SLEEP!

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  2. Love that picture of you! Good luck! I hope the baby comes sooner rather than later. I'm so excited for you!!

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  3. Good luck! Can't wait to see some pictures of this precious babe.

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