So we’ve met another milestone- if I were to go into labor now, they wouldn’t stop it!
You hear that babies? Anytime now! Well, wait until next week, but really, anytime is fine with me.
What to do with my big bad self in the meantime? Waiting for something to happen is a strange feeling. What exactly am I waiting for? I guess I’ll know it when I see (feel) it, right?
I’ll clean. Or try to clean.
Get a pedicure.
Do my belly cast.
Install the carseat bases.
Finish up the Thank You notes from my shower and get those out.
Cuddle Stanley like there is no tomorrow.
Enjoy the last few kicks I can feel before these two move south and everything is buffered again.