Ahh, I remember the days of the first trimester, going by at a regular pace. Not too fast, not too slow, but juuust right. Then bam! it is the last stretch of the pregnancy! What happened? I've decided it is time to officially start panicking. As usual, I have a list that will not be done by the time the baby arrives, which induces its own freak out session. Included on that list is how to start out the arrangement of the kids and their rooms. I think we are still going to go ahead with putting them together, the question is what room and how to do it. (My dear friend Stephanie's family was a great encouragement to me in this area after seeing her kids, a boy and a girl, together.) I also would love to be caught up in some form with my scrapbooking (I hear laughing already).
The prospect of labor is also now looming. I don't want a scheduled c-section or VBAC! :) Isn't there a way to "poof" this baby out? I have gathered materials from like minded natural birth mommies, including a special book for Erik "The birth partner: everything you need to know to help a woman through childbirth". I think I'll let him read it and tell me how this is going to go down.
In the meantime, you can continue to wonder with me: where is this child hiding?? I am not nearly as big as I was with Grace. The doctor said he is already very low. And I can tell you he is trying to kick his way out of the womb. Think this will be an early baby instead of a late one?
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You are so much more relaxed this time around, you know what to expect, you know what the prize at the end will be (great), I predict this labor will go smoothly. Experience without expectations-all will be well.
I'm still thinking about baby boy names-every time I hear a good one I stifle my impulse to call you and say, "how about Sean Patrick?", "oooh and I knew a VERY cute "Paul" back in the day. And of course, "Dominic Johansson" has that certain je ne sais quois.
oxox
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