There is now one month until my due date, which sounds really short and really long at the same time. I think it feels that way since it could be shorter or longer and there's no way of knowing! Due dates are kind of cruel that way.
I have a doctor's appointment tomorrow. I'm curious to see if there is any action going on, but I'm determined not to get my hopes up for an early delivery if there is. Instead, I'm going to focus on how great it is to let my body work without feeling the pain.
I've been feeling quite a bit better the past couple of weeks. I'm mostly just really tired (and I'm fairly certain I pulled my groin.) After getting up, eating breakfast, showering and tidying up the house, I'm ready for a nap. I usually let Abby watch a show while she has a snack and I lay on the couch half-conscious. She's been pretty understanding when I tell her I can't do something or that I just need to lay down for a minute. In fact, she'll usually bring me a blanket.
Abby keeps telling me things she's going to share, play and do with baby sister. The other day, she said, very earnestly, "Baby sister come over, please, PLEASE, PLEASE!" I hope the excitement keeps up, even when she realizes that baby sister isn't particularly exciting for a couple of months.
Here's to hoping the next month (or less...or more...) goes by quickly!