So here we are at 37 weeks...just days away from having our baby girl. I will admit, I am scared to death...I know this should be pretty normal for me by now, but even on the third I still get nervous. I lay awake at night wondering what she will look like and what she will sound like...or WHO she will look like.
I honestly think I am going to pop at the seams, I feel like Winnie The Pooh, and just waiting to eat too much till my stuffing comes out. Wouldn't that be pretty? The baby has dropped now, which is nice on my lungs but terrible on my ....well, you know. So this may be the last picture you see of me this big. I check into the hospital at midnight Monday night and have the baby Tuesday morning, and I still plan to go through with getting my tubes tied. I am finally done. Thanks to all of you who have checked in on me throughout this whole ordeal. From the very beginning stages of throwing up my "stuffing" to now wanting it just to pop out. I love you all!