Today is Friday, May 7th. I am 35 weeks and 4 days pregnant. Please let this notice serve as your official notice to vacate the premises. You have 30 days.
It’s not that I don’t love you. I do. It’s not that I am in a rush to see you. Although, honestly, I am. But the truth is I am just ready to get on with it. The novelty of this pregnancy has worn off.
This morning I drove all the way to my OB only to discover that she was on call and I needed to go all the way to the hospital for my weekly non stress test. It would have been great to have that knowledge beforehand. Instead I was rushing unnecessarily.
I cried all the way from the doctor’s office to the hospital. I’m over it! I am tired of going back and forth from different doctor’s offices and hospitals. In case you lost count, we are up to three times a week now. That is a lot of work that I am missing. Time that could be better spent with you this fall.
On a more positive note, yesterday your cradle mattress arrived. I am pleased that you will be able to use the same cradle that your big brother used. I have added a new mattress and bedding and set you up close to my bed.
I am ready for you!
Remember, this is just where you will sleep for the first few months you are at home. Daddy and I are still getting your room together. But it feels good to know that if you were to make an appearance tonight you would have a place to rest your pretty head.
I’m looking forward to seeing you, baby girl.