|At 37 weeks! Term, y'all.|
Here's me two days ago at 37 weeks, 5 days:
|On my way to physical therapy, I look in the locker-room mirror and think...is something different with the bump?|
The baby definitely dropped, right? How cool is that?
Now that I've hit term, and am almost at 38 weeks, I walk around thinking stuff like, "The baby could come at any time...I can't wait for him to get here."
And then I freak out because I realize I haven't even finished packing my bag for the hospital.
Working on that...
I spent most of the past two days gathering the last few necessities that I could think of for baby, and preparing that hospital bag. I really want to keep the bag pared down to the essentials...although I couldn't resist ordering these Red Ruby Slippers:
They seem kind of essential, right?
Ok, well, I am all about the warm feet, and they were just too cute to resist.
What are your weekend plans? Mine involve more hyper-nesting type activities, and wearing the loungewear I bought for the hospital but decided "to test" around the house. Essentially, after putting it on, I have no desire to take it off. And if it were at all socially acceptable to do so, I would wear it to brunch with my friends this Sunday. (Don't worry, guys! I haven't worn my PJs out in public since college. I'm just engaging in some wishful thinking.)
Oh, and, of course, we'll be celebrating and lighting the candles for Hanukkah. And I will be reading this, my very favorite holiday book:
Whatever you do this weekend, I hope you have a great one. And, if you're in the tribe, let me wish you a very Happy Hanukkah!