Time flies when you’re having fun…
Another midwife visit yesterday. Everything still looks really, really good. I’m beginning to believe all those myths about boy pregnancies being better are true after all. 31 weeks, which meant it was time for the Big List o’ Questions. Pediatrician? Yes, Dr. Our Family Doctor. Breastfeeding? Yes. Circumcision? No. And we know you have all of the baby stuff you’ll need, ha ha ha. Ha ha. *snicker* *snort* I just can’t believe we’re to this point already. If the birth stays scheduled where it is right now, this child will be here in less than two months. Two months! 8 weeks! Ack!
And yay! Because no matter how many times people tell me that they’re easier to take care of inside than out, I’ll always answer them, maybe, but they’re a hell of a lot more fun when they aren’t sitting on your bladder. Because they are.
I’m beginning to believe all those myths about boy pregnancies being better are true after all.
Please don’t tell me that because I’m really hoping that our next child (no, I’m not pregnant - that won’t happen for a year or so) will be a girl and I could barely tolerate my pregnancy with Jesse.
Posted by jen on 06/20 at 03:40 PM from Northern Virginiawow, 8 weeks! yeah, the bladder thing doesn’t sound like fun.
Posted by sarahk on 06/23 at 08:44 AM from south of hell
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