The last Christmas

This is our last Christmas just the two of us. Unless Sophia decides to make her debut tonight or tomorrow, that is. Next year we will have a toddler who will be fast approaching a year old. No present or Christmas tree ornament will be safe. I will be waking up at 5am just to do Christmas baking (instead of 7am like I did today). We will spending Christmas Eve nights putting together insanely complicated kid things that even IKEA cannot compete with in terms of parts and pieces and instructions. So much will be different next year. As I am typing this there is this amazing tiny person rolling around in my stomach trying to wiggle to find more room (she is definitely cramped in there) or just saying good morning to me. Justin asked me the other day if I thought it would be weird to not be pregnant. As I thought about it I got a little sad bc I love feeling her roll around. I love that right now I do not have to share my baby girl with anyone. She is all mine and I am all hers. I provide everything she needs and she knows that all her needs are met by me. I am all she knows. And I cherish that. I am not a very good baby sharer. I don't like to let someone else hold a baby that I am holding. I don't offer to let others hold a baby I am holding. I will try to be better about sharing my daughter though. But I know it will be a struggle at first. This Christmas she is still all mine and mine alone though :)

I am about to be a for real mom...

As opposed to an almost mom/pregnant lady.  We are 2weeks and 5days from Sophia's due date. But there is a chance that she will be here within the next 10-12days! So far everything looks great with her and me - she is just a tad big. She has dropped and the doctor was able to feel her head. They are talking about induction at 39 weeks (1week 5days away!) but will sweep my membrane next Friday if I have started dilating. If that works I could go into labor within 72hours of the stripping! This could be the last weekend as a not mommy. This time next week I could be holding this little girl or in the midst of labor. I am excited and scared and anxious and in denial. I am not scared of the labor part (I am not looking forward to it by any means). I am scared of how much this precious baby is going to rock my world - in a totally awesome way. I cannot fathom the changes that will come with her delivery. And that terrifies me at an emotional level.

5 and counting

I am down to almost the 5 week mark. And I feel it! I waddle and get out of breath so quickly now. Breathing is harder too. I feel lucky that I have made it this far with no real issues. I have 3 weeks left at work and I am going to try and walk everyday for 20 minutes. In fact, I am walking right now! Although, I am not it can be considered walking when you are moving slower than a turtle :)

I go for an ultrasound Friday to see if Sophia has flipped. I am 98% sure that she hasn't though. Or if she has, it was not the right way. She just likes to be snuggled next to my heart - rotten already!

We put up our Christmas tree last night and realized that this is the last year for a while that we don't have to worry about what ornaments are on bottom. So many things will change once the is here. So crazy and exciting.

My heartburn is not quite as constant - but when it comes back (at night when I am asleep) it is way more intense. Thankfully Tums helps.