38 Weeks (& pretty uncomfortable, if I'm being honest about it) |
Now that we are at 38 weeks, we are on full baby Bob alert. Got our bag packed, Tupelo sitter on call, copies of the Birth Plan all over the place and the “Contraction Timer” app on the iphones! Last week’s appt resulted in the doctor telling me, “Anytime you go into labor now is fine by me.” She also told me not to worry about the 6, count ‘em…SIX, pounds I gained in 14 days. Apparently it’s all water & why my poor little feet look like sausages. My fingers look about the same. I will now have a dr appt every week until I give birth. So, anywhere between now & 4 weeks from now, we’ll have our Bob…who will then lose the name “Bob” altogether. In the meantime, Bob is putting on those finishing touches, only one of which includes shedding the lanugo or downy baby hairs all over his/her body. I told Greg this to which he replied, “Yeah, but c’mon, it’s my baby. It’ll probably be furry anyway.” It will be interesting to see which is dominant - my hairlessness or Greg’s fuzziness. It’s quite the little science experiment I’m baking in my oven.
Paradise Cove in Malibu |
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