I don't really have anything new to say, but that we've made it to 30 weeks!!!! This feels like such an accomplishment, yet at the same time a little anti-climactic. 30 weeks is almost ther, but yet still 10 weeks away. I keep reminding myself that it could be longer or shorter than 10 weeks and that is both exciting and terrifying at the same time. I'm ready to see her, hold her, cuddle her, feed, diaper, rock her to sleep, and all that other fun, and not so fun stuff. Then I look at what we still need to get for her, newborn clothes, blankets, binkies, and such and then I realize we're not ready at all.
Also can I just say I wanted an October baby, but now that I'm getting a July baby and the heat is coming a little quicker than I had planned, I am more than pleased to be having a July baby. I sweat I am sweating like a sinner in church most of my day. I breathe and I get uncomfortable hot. I have a fan blowing on me in my air conditioned office at work, and I'm still warm. I don't know what I would do if I had to be hugely pregnant in August and September. So to you, my little perfect surprise baby, Thank you, I couldn't be more grateful we are getting you when we get you.
