Well William, it's Sunday April 22, 2012 - a day that's been engrained in my head for the past 10 months because it's your DUE DATE, but I think you've officially decided you'd rather have a different birthday. As much as I want to count your little toes and fingers, kiss your sweet face, and see your Daddy hold you for the first time, I know that God has a plan for your entrance into this wonderful world.
Your Daddy and I have had a pretty boring weekend, but we've constantly reminded ourselves to enjoy our last days together...just us. We spent the weekend cleaning, chowing down on juicy burgers at Flip last night, basking in the sun at the park today, and tonight we are making spaghetti, which happens to be one of three meals we prepare at home. Maybe when you get here we will cook more :) Your crazy mama has reached a whole new level of OCD when it comes to cleaning. They say that all mothers-to-be go through a phase called "nesting" near the end of pregnancy, which basically means obsessively cleaning everything and touching up on every little detail before the baby arrives. My absolute favorite thing to do lately is to walk into your nursery and just imagine you being in there with me, just laying in your crib or sleeping in my arms while I rock you. Pretty soon, I won't have to imagine because you will actually be here!
I've started to feel EXTREMELY pregnant this weekend and I'm having a difficult time moving around. Getting from the sitting to standing position requires effort, which is pretty pathetic! You've still been kicking up a storm even though I question how you have any room to move at all? Your Daddy thinks you will come in the next 48 hours, but I think we will meet you on Thursday. Your grandmother, Juju, plans to come in town on Tuesday so she can go with me to your last check up appt. in the womb early Wednesday morning, unless you decide to come before then!
William, you will come into this world loved by so many people! Everyone is anxiously awaiting your arrival. I can't wait to call you my little boy. See you soon. Love, Mommy.
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