waiting on baby…

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Our hospital bag is packed. Our freezer is stuffed silly with homemade, cozy meals and baked goods for the tender first weeks with baby, and I can’t think of another thing to do other than wait for Charlie to make his inevitable and *hopefully* quick arrival into the world. He’s only a few days late to his birthday party, so we’re trying our hardest to wait patiently, but the line between patient and impatient is becoming increasingly thin. In the meantime, we’re also cherishing these last days together because we know they’ll never be quite the same after our little guy makes his appearance.

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thirty three weeks. 

I’m midway through the third trimester and it’s getting mighty hard to flip from one side to the other each night in bed. It’s also getting more and more awkward to get out of my cross-legged perch on the floor. Mike grabs my hand and heaves me up off the floor every night after dinner so I can make my twentieth trip to the bathroom. I may be stuck for hours if it weren’t for him. I’ve graduated to wearing his tees because mine have started leaving an embarrassing gap of belly showing between bottoms and tops.

The games of one person soccer are more intense by week because our little guy is getting cramped in his quarters. I can tell now if it’s a foot or a hand, and the braxton-hicks are ramping up. All signs that this little peanut is going to be held in our arms before we know it.

We have lots of “what-if” conversations just for the sake of getting each other’s perspective. We had one the other night on our post-dinner constitutional around the neighborhood. “What if Charlie decided to come tomorrow? Would you feel ready?” We still have seven weeks to go before our due date, but it’s one of those things you think about. My answer was a “yes but…” and I listed off the two things that would worry me – not having the car seat base installed or even taken out of the box, and not having diapers. No one will argue that those are two absolute necessities.

So, Mike took the initiative and decided to ease my heart. He did both things for me this week. He installed the car seat base in my car, and we ordered our last couple of things, including diapers, that we actually need not want for Charlie’s arrival. Now, I have not a worry in my mind, and I can say that we are really and truly ready and incredibly excited should Charlie decide to make an improbable early arrival.