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| 40 Weeks |
Hooray! I've reached the end of my pregnancy. I can't tell you how exciting that is. I have a ticker on my blog that tells me how many days are left and it's very weird to see it say "0". The first 6 months, I would say I loved being pregnant. Starting around the 7th month, it became much harder due to a stabbing pain in my ribs, which is still going on. That, more than anything, is what I'm looking forward to get rid of. Well and the big belly, of course. I'm full of excitement. Everything is ready for Carter. I'm certainly getting nervous about labor and delivery. It's so unknown. Everyone knows I'm probably the biggest medical wimp ever. I hate all things medical, even Grey's Anatomy. I'm so scared of blood. No turning back now! I'm confident God won't give me more pain than I can handle (with an epidural). What kind of faith is that? I trust you God, but only with an epidural?! I'm nervous that the epidural won't work or for some reason they won't be able to give me one. I'm nervous about the recovery, too. I'm also conflicted about when to agree to be induced, because I desperately want to go into labor naturally. I've even resorted to walking on the treadmill to try and speed things up. I think Asia knows something is up, because she has been particularly snuggly lately. She's playing the part of my substitute baby.
With all of that said, it's all worth it, because I would do anything to meet Carter. He's so present and active in my belly, but I have no idea what he looks like. Blair and I are so curious..... What color hair does he have? Whose nose will he get? Will he be a big baby? How on earth will we be as parents? I know God has the perfect day and time picked out for Carter to join us, so I wait with anticipation.