We've had lots of inquiries, but trust me people, you'll know when she arrives! We had a date night tonight (half price burritos at Gringos!) and then hit Sullivan's Island to walk off the queso. I've gotta say...we've really been enjoying this last little bit of time together. And that wasn't my real outfit...it was just freezing out at the beach. I haven't lost all sense of pregnancy fashion. HAH.
The feeling of having your first baby and being down to the final weeks basically feels like standing on the edge of a cliff, knowing that someone is going to push you off, but having no idea when. They say to be ready anytime between 37 and 42 weeks. The whole "due date" thing is a total farce! We have been advised that a first baby is usually a week to ten days late, not to mention that my brother was due November 14, and my mom gave birth on December 5...the rest of us followed his example pretty closely!
The pressure to deliver was starting to get to me, but I am learning to let it roll off with a laugh. Everybody is so anxious to meet this Baby O! Ben is right, he says she will arrive on her birthday. As long as God knows when, that's just fine with me!
Come back tomorrow...see what it's like to be 41 weeks along! Who else has been where I am?!
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