37 weeks and 3 days...we're in the home stretch and I'm so ready to meet this little gal.
It's been a tough pregnancy. I know when she's here and I'm waking every 2 hrs for feedings I'm going to be craving the sleep I am able to get now - even though my sleep now sucks, it is better than waking every 2hrs.
Life with two kids is going to be difficult. Everyone says so. But having another little one to love as much as I love Cub Scout - that's gotta be pretty amazing!
Cub Scout is so awesome. He says "baby in there" and pulls up my shirt to touch and kiss my belly. When he rests his head on my belly and wraps his arms around my waist I melt. Then when he's had enough he pulls my shirt down and says "put baby away" or "baby go home." So stinking adorable.
I am sad that pretty soon Cub Scout won't be the centre of our world. I know having a sibling will be great for him but I will miss the one on one time I have with him.
It's been a long haul this pregnancy. But despite all the ups and downs I am a little sad that this will be my last pregnancy. We have no more frozen embryos. And I will not go through another fresh IVF. And the chances of us getting pregnant on our own are pretty slim. I will never see a little baby on an ultrasound again. I will never have a big round belly to rub. I will never feel baby kicks again. I will never experience the miracle of growing a little one inside me. But man, did I ever win the lottery to be able to experience this twice. I know this. And I am grateful.
