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The Final Days

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Like literally, when you can't count by months or weeks even, the anticipation escalates. "Any day now" thanks for inductions. I'm already in bed by 9 and falling asleep at the dinner table. I'm up with the sun by 7:30 and every morning the same thought crosses my mind first - I guess I made it through another night; here goes another day of potential contractions.

At my 39 week apt, I was a tight 2cm dilated, still at 70% effaced. So I've been low for a month, but the contractions are still waiting to get the real action started. My doc tried to stretch things out as best she could and advised that I get to walking. Too bad I have been feeling nauseous again. As if my stomach is in my throat, probably because it is. Typical symptoms aside, it's the anxiety more than anything. Am I REALLY ready for the pain again? How else can I make best use of this time? Am I really ready to nurse and be up all night again? Will I have better control over my emotions to handle TWO needy kids? We shall see I guess. So far, no family plans for our last week as a family of three. I'm tempted to take her swimming, but I'm pretty sure I have nothing that would cover all of this.

In the meantime, we have enjoyed our last week with lots of sunshine!



Yep, that's exactly how it feels.


Stocking up at Sams ended with .99 frozen yogurt. What's one more pound at this point!? I basically reached my first pregnancy weight gain without going a week over. Ooi. More stretch marks to show for it.


We still had a lot of downtime chilling with books and more inside picnics. I love that she loves reading, but mostly I love it when she takes it upon herself to read. I also appreciate it when she lets me sleep at the picnic since this morning really wasn't doing much for my energy level. Still in my robe and all.


I think we're ready. 4 more days max. The only thing really scary is that somehow Donald Trump is a front-runner in this years presidential election. I still can't wrap my head around it. That's the future for my children? Is there even a chance they will have the childhood I was blessed with in a country of honor and freedom? I have my doubts.

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  1. Teri Looper11 March, 2016

    The picture on the scale......the toes are so Smallwood

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