So I've been planning on doing a follow-up post on our
February Budget Blunder to let you know how we did, but that would require me
finding looking at our last two grocery receipts and plugging them into our spreadsheet, and I still haven't found the motivation to do it. Can we say anti-climactic?
I blame it on 37 weeks of pregnancy (38 tomorrow) accompanied with lots of Braxton Hicks. It's all I can do to get my nesting done and apparently accounting doesn't fall under that category. Those who know me are not in the least bit shocked by this.
So here I am at 37 weeks:
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Large and in charge
(taken last Friday, so you can imagine what I look like today) |
This stage of pregnancy is hard. I've had a lot of signs pointing to fairly imminent labor (I'll spare you the details), so I feel like a ticking time bomb. I'm trying to soak up these last few days with Seth before I have to share him and enjoy my quiet nights with Taylor before we have a new little buddy hanging out with us past 7 pm. But I am ready. And a little anxious.
I don't remember (surprise, surprise) if I've written about this on the blog, but because of my history with Seth (4th degree tear, forceps delivery), I have to have a c-section if Baby Girl doesn't come by March 16th. My actual due date is the 23rd, but the doctor doesn't want to risk me going into labor once I hit the 39th week. I was really upset about this at first because I had no idea that a c-section was in my future, but it's been nice to know that it won't be a waiting game. At least not a seemingly never-ending one. The Lord has given me grace to accept a c-section if that is His best, but He's also seems to be answering the prayers on behalf of my many prayer warriors (thank you dear friends and family!) to bring her early if that is safe too, so I am trying to be thankful for every contraction and new hormone that comes my way. He is faithful and His plan is always the right one. What a stress reliever!
So I am embracing my bump today because next week's Embrace the Camera will be the last possible day I can even take a bump picture. Wow. I think I need to go to bed now and sleep while I still can!
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