Technically, that means I've got 10 days to go. Realistically, I'm not counting the days...and I mean that. Our baby boy will be here before the end of August. That's good enough for me. Honestly!
Keith asked me a few weeks ago if I was ready to "not be pregnant anymore". Really, that's an easy question for me to answer. The answer is NO! Yes, there are definitely symptoms that I'll be glad to get rid of! But that doesn't mean I want to "not be pregnant" anymore! Nor will I complain about those symptoms...not when a miracle is growing inside of me!
This is such a blessing, and it's one that we treasure! Alex was our lesson in God's perfect timing, and now this one is another little blessing that we're so grateful to have! I'm not sure there is anything more amazing that feeling those first little kicks, feeling little toes digging into your ribs, little hands tickling your insides, or even feeling crazy shoves in the last few weeks - and knowing that there's a little one growing in there. I'm not quite ready to give that up just yet.
Full term is anywhere from 38 - 42 weeks. So, until I hit the end of August, he's not overdue. He's hangin' out right where he should be, waiting for just the right time to come.
So, in this mama's opinion, Baby Bob can stay put just as long as he likes...and I'll enjoy letting Alex have his mama all to himself for just a little while longer.
Shh, don't tell...but I also might also enjoy sleeping in stretches longer than 2.5 hours, having quiet evenings with Keith after Alex is in bed for the night, and having an excuse to be lazy when I feel like it. Soon, those things will all be foggy memories! ;)