I'm feeling pretty good. Still some restless nights, but I think that comes with the shape of things right now. I was supposed to be my midwife's only Mom due this month, but she still has a Mom two weeks late and I am really praying that she has her baby, like, today so that I can feel a bit more at ease here.
My instinct is that it is not going to be today or tomorrow for me. And I am constantly rubbing and assuring this sweet baby that I only want her to come when she is good and ready.
Carter is getting impatient. He can't wait to see how cute she will look. And he said Mommy, do you think she'll have a face like an angel?
Oh my, I can't wait (but I will wait) to see.
Belly 39 weeks