Yesterday I visited the doctor, who was swamped with several women in labor (barometric pressure was dropping from the storm coming in) plus regular patients, with most the doctors in the practice out on vacation for spring break. Lucky for her, I'm still only 50% effaced and that means baby likely won't be making an appearance this week. Jake will be able to go skiing in the fresh powder we got overnight. He may even take a "snow day" on Friday. I have to admit that while I really didn't think the baby would arrive this week, which would be 2 weeks early, I was disappointed to hear the news. I'm getting less and less comfortable, baby is "engaged," and I am ready to hold him in my arms. At the same time I am certain I'll miss feeling his movements inside me, so I'm trying to treasure what time I have left. Pregnancy is a bag of contradictions.We went out to dinner last night to celebrate David's birthday (Happy Birthday David!) and I did find out that while our son is enjoying life on the "inside", others can enjoy the benfits of having an extra chair around that is "just my size." Isn't Leah adorable? She really is a sweet little girl 95% of the time... but 10 seconds later she was crying her heart out because it was way past feeding and sleeping time. Seemed perfectly reasonable to me, and I decided she had the right idea- it was time to find my own bed, too.
That's a cute baby! Can I have it?
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