I'm exactly one month away from my due date. I feel like this pregnancy has gone by so fast and I can't believe it's coming to an end. I'm ready and not ready at the same time. I'm excited to see her sweet face, hold her hand, snuggle with her and see Dell with his baby girl. But, it's crazy to think that literally everything is going to change from the moment she's born. I know we'll have challenges and things will be hard at times, but I also know it's going to be worth it. I think my body is ready to have this baby. My feet are swollen, my weight is climbing and my back is giving up. I know I will miss feeling her move in my belly and always having her with me wherever I go. And when she's here at least the sleepless nights will be spent holding her instead of just tossing and turning trying to get comfortable (someone can remind me of this when I'm complaining at 3 in the morning one day here in a couple of months). If I'm being honest, I'm scared and very anxious about this new adventure, but most of all I'm excited and feel very blessed to experience it.
We went to the doctor today and had a great visit. Our little girl has a tiny bit of hair already and is quite the little chunk. She's measuring almost two weeks ahead, and she's in the 75th percentile for growth. The little hungry caterpillar already weighs 6lbs 2oz. She's going to be a big baby, just like her mama. I won't tell you what my doctor said to me as a joke, but it made me cover my face in horror. I have 6 weeks until my due date, but I'm hoping she comes out early ... happy, healthy and smaller than a 9lb bowling ball.