Yes! 38 weeks. The end is nigh! I must say it’s annoying to know about all these signs of labour and have quite a few of them (my least favourites are nausea and a baby’s head in my pelvic region), and still not know when it’s actually going to happen. We’ve been saying to Holly, “Holly come out now!” for a while, but obviously we’re having some obedience issues. The little tyke has definitely dropped and I am ready to have my body back. She feels restless on the inside. I’m hoping this week is the week, but she’ll probably be late. An August baby. On the upside, I gained a total of just about 25 lbs and then lost half a pound between my last two appointments. So hopefully I don’t get any bigger. Wishful thinking? Probably.
