Month 3-4!

Bah, time is getting away from me again! Ok, so month 3-4, Emily’s personality started to really show. She started making lots of new noises, including what Chris likes to call her “demon baby” sounds – squeals followed by almost growls. They’re pretty funny. She also starting spitting bubbles a lot, I guess for fun, and we saw the starts of a laugh – just a small “heh” kind of sound. Very cute. She’ll also smile at us or herself in the mirror. I’ve read they don’t know it’s themselves until much later though – they just like looking at faces this early on. Still cute, though!

Her energy is also way up. She loves to sit upright – she’d actually do little baby crunches, pulling her head forward, to try to pull herself up if you lay her down in your arms. She also loves to stand with support. She definitely pushes down with her legs, and if she had any balance, might actually stand on her own, her legs are so strong. She looks so proud when she does it! Speaking of her strong legs, she’s also discovered kicking. She’s a kicking maniac during diaper changes, stomping her little feet and practicing her aim for mama’s boobs. Ouch. I guess they are kind of a large target. She also kind of kicks off with her legs when I pick her up from the swing or carseat, which is kind of helpful actually!

She’s also discovered that her hands are for more than just examining intently – they hold things! Between 3 and 4 months, she started holding toys and her clothing during diaper changes (or just playing with her top when she’s just sitting there), and pulls her pacifier out (bah! Leave it in!). With her stronger neck muscles and affinity for “standing,” we decided to try out the exersaucer, which she was not so sure about at first, but came to enjoy. She was still pretty unsteady (I’d have to stuff a blanket behind her to keep her more steady), but she seemed to like to look at things and bang on things, while gripping some of the things that stand upright to keep herself steady. We also tried out the doorway jumper, but she just wasn’t ready for it. She also rolled front to back once a few days before hitting 4 months, but only once. I think I scared her with my enthusiastic response! Whoops! ๐Ÿ™‚

While going out, we started trying out the BabyBjorn. I like it pretty well with her facing in – she seems comfortable (enough to fall asleep even) and it’s actually fairly comfortable for me too. Facing out though, eh. We took her to Ikea and I loved how much attention she got while facing out (she had an adorable purple bear-eared hat on and she’s pretty cute all on her own, though I might be a bit biased), but I’ve discovered I really can’t leave her facing out very long because it seems to cut off the circulation in her legs. So, I think we’ll stick with facing in, at least until I can find something that allows her to face out without the circulation issue. I’ve tried the Moby Wrap (despite claiming I never would) and perhaps it just takes more practice, but it seemed to kind of loosen while I wore it. Not dramatically, such that there was any falling hazard, but it just seemed that she ended up lower than where I started her out. Too bad, because it seemed ok forward facing.

Speaking of Ikea, that was our first outing where a meal was involved. It went fairly well, but I kinda felt like I had to eat really quickly so I could tend to Emily. Being a longer outing, it was also the first time we fed and changed her while we were out and we had no problems. It was a good day out, but man, Emily was a fuss bucket when we got home (and the next day, too, oddly) and we were beat.

In less fun news, it apppears our little Emlets has eczema and cradle cap. This runs into month 4-5, but it kind of arose in month 3, so I’ll write about it here. I’ve tried all sorts of baby soaps, shampoos, and lotions, none of which really helped. Around 3 months, the doctor suggested a particular lotion and 2-3 days of hydrocortizone and it helped, but then it came back. Just before 4 months, we tried a mild steroid cream on her knee pits because they were really irritated and that helped a lot and stayed clear a good amount of time with just the regular lotion afterwards, but I really want to avoid using that as much as possible, since steroid creams aren’t terribly good to use often, especially with babies. So, as of now, her body is mostly under control, but gets irritated after baths. Her face and head are a different story. Her left cheek is super irritated. It has been for almost a month. We’ve got an appointment with a dermatologist tomorrow to try to figure out what to do next. Nothing seems to help it. I’m really hoping he’s got some ideas. I just feel so bad for her. I’m sure it’s uncomfortable. And I know my feelings are not nearly as important as her health, but it makes me self conscious. I worry that people see that and her cradle cap (which might also be eczema – it acts a lot like her cheek, red and oozy and occasionally crusty) and think I’m a bad mom, who’s not doing anything to help it. But I’ve tried so many different things! And I’ve tried leaving it alone! I’ve taken her repeatedly to the doctor! And now we’re going to see a dermatologist! But I can’t just blurt that out to everyone I see. Especially if I’m imagining that people even think that, haha. But really, I just want her skin to clear up, so she can be happy and healthy. And I’m a tad worried about scarring, so hopefully this doctor visit will provide some ideas to get this cleared up quickly.

*Update: Since I’m so slow in uploading pictures for this entry, we’ve now been to the dermatologist. He prescribed some new gels/oils to try and took a swab for staph (came back negative) – we’ve been using the lotions since Thursday and her head is completely cleared up and her cheek is on it’s way! Yay!! We have a follow-up appointment next week and I’m hoping both will look good then. Apart from the prescribed stuff, I’m just supposed to keep her slathered in Vaseline. Slippery baby!

And of course, here’s her monthly shots (forgot her headband at first, which you can see on my arm in the third shot, lol)


Picture Timeline – Month 2-3

Almost caught up! So, month 2-3, we were really getting into a routine and I was getting the hang of things. She slept pretty well – still getting up twice a night most nights, but by the end of the month, she had a few nights where she slept straight till about 6 am. Awesome!

Funny sleep positions!

She would occasionally roll to her side to sleep

Still loved sleeping on daddy!

Do you see these eyelashes?!

No doctor’s appointment during this month, but I weighed her and she was about 12.5 lbs. We also took a few more outings this month to stores – pretty much anyplace I didn’t need a shopping cart since I didn’t want to push both a shopping cart and a stroller or take up the whole shopping cart with her carseat. I’ve gotten several comments on how quiet and alert she is when we go out! She’s such a good girl! She loves car rides and being pushed in her stroller. I save food trips for Saturdays – Saturdays have become “Mommy Decompresses Day”. I go out by myself and do whatever errands need to be done. It’s actually pretty relaxing and Chris gets bonding time with Emily! And then on Sundays Chris cooks for me – omelets in the morning and crock pot dinners! What a sweet hubby!

Also, I forgot to mention in the last post, but near the end of month 1-2, Chris had to go up to Chicago for business for a week, so my mom came to stay with me. I wasn’t quite ready to be on my own yet, so I was so happy and grateful she offered to come help. It was nice to have not only her help with Emily, but her company! I wish we could see our families more often. Right around when Emily hit 3 months, Chris had to go back up to Chicago for part 2 of his training program and this time, I decided to brave it on my own. It actually wasn’t too bad. She was pretty good all week and she’s in bed by 7, so the evenings were pretty quiet. A little lonely – I missed my Cripper! – but at least I could relax a bit. I only had one extra feeding a night to take on, but man, that extra feeding around 4 or 5 am is a doozy. I could barely keep my eyes open during it. I’m so grateful Chris takes that feeding time normally. A lot of times, I’m still awake if she gets up at 12-2 am, so those aren’t too hard on me. Anyway, I was so happy to have Chris back at the end of the week! I really missed him.

In playtime, Emily still loved books during months 2-3, and I got a bunch of used Disney storybooks from Amazon to indoctrinate her! I also played her a few videos I found on YouTube of Disney songs, haha. She still loved Monkey and the play mat and had become a pro at holding her head up. Still didnt really love tummy time though.

In addition to batting at things, she discovered her hands could open and hold things like Monkey, though I still had to guide her hands onto them (she figured out how to hold her hands together on her own though). She also LOVED sucking on her hands – well, not so much sucking as licking them. It was kinda funny. And noisy! But it irritates her hands, so when she’s up, I try to give her the pacifier anytime she starts to do that. Mostly she loved staring at her hands intensely.

Drooling started up a bit and she started making more sounds – still the “hoo” sound from month 1-2, but she added in b sounds and g sounds. I also swear she was starting to work on “Monkey” – it sounded a bit like “unka” and maybe it was just a coincidence, but she would typically say it while looking at Monkey!


She loves watching daddy make silly faces! She always has huge smiles for him when he gets home from work.

And of course we had more cute outfits!


First Valentine's Day! There's a big heart on the butt!

She's got some attitude in this shot! A glimpse into our future?


I love her in hats! ๐Ÿ™‚

Miscellaneous foot shot!


Still don't know whose feet she has. Her toes are too similar in length to be mine and too long to be his.

And here’s her 3 month shots:


I love this shot of her. She's so cute!

I do not love this shot of me (what's up with my crazy eyes?! Not to mention the bad hair.), but this was the best I got. Emily looks cute!

Picture timeline – month 1-2!

Here’s month 2! She still did a lot of this:

But! Around a month, we started to transition her to her crib at night. We started putting her in her crib little bits each evening and by about a month and a half, she was sleeping in her crib! During month 2, she’d still wake up 2-3 times a night to eat, but would go back to sleep easily after each feeding. It made a huge difference in our sleep to have Emily in her crib at night.

During the day, she did still spend a good amount of time napping (in her swing – we’re still working on naps in her crib…), but she spent some more time awake!

And she wore some cute outfits!

We also got to try out some of her toys finally!

She loves her play mat! That monkey above her is her favorite. She smiles big at him, talks to him and she started batting at him pretty quickly (she seems to favor her left hand, but I'm not sure it means anything this early). She's now grabbing him and pulling him down! This thing also has music that gets stuck in our heads way too easily, haha.

Tummy time! Early on, working on her neck control.
A bit later in the month, her neck control was a bit better.
First time in her Bebe Pod. She’s not so sure about it.

And gradually, we started to see her smile!

Most of the time, when I tried to catch a smile early on, she’d stop as soon as she saw my phone. This was a smile on it’s way out, but happened to look like our “silly smile”!
Had to capture this smile on the sly. A bit sleepy looking, but it’s getting there!

I love her smile. She gets a little crinkle in her nose sometimes. It just makes me so happy to go into her room in the morning and see her look up at me and smile! And she loves to be read to; as soon as I start to read, she gets a huge smile.

Also, I forgot to mention in the last post, she’s been growing well! If you recall, her birth weight was 6 lbs 10 oz. She had lost only a few oz before we left the hospital and when I went to see the breastfeeding consultant a few days later, was back up to her birth weight. At her 1 week appointment, she was up to, I believe, 6 lbs 15 oz. At one month (and a week – her 1 month got pushed back a week due to snow), she hit 8 lbs 8 oz and at 2 months, she was up to 10 lbs 15 oz! The doctor has been very happy with her growth. She also got her first round of shots at 2 months. She was not pleased. She was in a wonderful mood for the appointment and the doctor commented on how alert and happy she seemed (and also strong, she kept trying to kick him as he was checking her out!), but between the check-up and the shots, she decided she’d had enough of being out and started crying. Once she was given her shots, she stopped crying momentarily, got really red-faced, and then let out a wail. I felt so bad. But after I picked her up, she seemed to quiet down fairly quickly. She was a little grumpy the rest of the afternoon, but slept like a log that night. She also didn’t have much of a reaction to the shots. Her temperature went up to about 99, but that was it. I gave her some infant tylenol and she seemed totally fine the next day.

We also had more visitors during month 2. My mom came back for the first week of January and as she was leaving, Chris’s parents came to visit, and as they were leaving, my sister came to visit! It was nice to have everyone stay with us. I know Emily must’ve loved all the attention. Though, I’m just now realizing, I don’t have pictures from any of our family’s visits. If you guys are reading, do you have pictures of you with Emily from your stay?

And finally, here’s her 2 month shots:


Picture timeline – month 0 to 1

Ok, so I’ve decided the task of writing entries for everything that has happened in the past 3 months is just too daunting to me, so I’m going to make a few picture posts instead. With a few words here and there. This post is month 1!

For the first month, she did a lot of this:

Froggy Emily

Snuggly Emily

Funny position

And although those pictures show her sleeping in her swing and pack n play, she mostly slept here:

Reindeer buttBear butt

Everyone pile on

Everyone pile on!

No worries, he's just imitating her. No risk of her falling!

Daddy was Emily’s favorite spot to sleep. No one got much sleep that first month. The first week, we set up camp in the living room, with one of us sleeping while the other tended to Emily. By week 2, we had moved upstairs and we both slept at night, but since Emilly would only sleep on his chest, Chris slept very lightly and so was really tired. I tried to have her sleep on my chest, but I guess I must smell like milk because she would just bounce her head around on my chest, get frustrated, and cry.

Though once in a while, I got lucky:


The first week was tough. Emily was having trouble latching, which led to both of us being really frustrated, so I started pumping exclusively by week 3, which I’m still doing. It works out for us. My supply seems fine and we’re both happy. I found out this week though, that our insurance only pays $5 of the hospital pump rental fee, so I just returned it and have bought my own. No sense in wasting $60 a month for something I can’t keep. My Pump In Style Advanced seems to work just as well as the hospital grade one (just a tad louder), so I’m happy!

My parents came to stay with us for the first week, which was so helpful. I was really sad to see them go, though. I was still pretty overwhelmed at that point, but it was almost Christmas, so Chris started to use up his vacation time. Chris only had 3 days of vacation and 2 days of holiday, so we tried to space it out and have him talk half days the week after Christmas. My mood seemed to start stabilizing around Christmas. I was happier and starting to feel a bit more comfortable in my new role as mommy. Christmas was nice, although Emily slept through all of it. Most of the presents under the tree were for her, though!

Christmastuckered out

And every once in a while she’d actually wake up!

Almost blue steel? Zoolander would be proud.

Suspicious baby!

And here’s her 1 month shot (I’ll do this shot each month):

1 month!

(Gotta start her early on the Disney! You may have noticed a new ticker at the top of my page – Chris’s mom convinced us that it’s never too early to take her, so we and both of our families are going to Disney World for her first birthday! ๐Ÿ˜€ )

Our birth story

Well, I don’t even know where to begin, having been away from the blog for so long. In fact, I’m a bit overwhelmed when I think of all I have to write about…I guess I’ll just start with the beginning and work my way up to the present. So, I guess we’ll start with the birth story.

As you may recall, I was scheduled for an induction, so Chris and I arrived at the hospital on Dec. 8th around 5 pm – the last time we’d just be us two. I was a little bit nervous and a lot excited. My bag was all packed – by the way, I brought WAAY too much stuff. Those lists that tell you what to bring? Way too much! All I used of my own while I was there were my shower toiletries, the baby book to get footprints, and one magazine. And of course a going home outfit for me and Emily. Didn’t wear the nightgown, nursing bras, socks, underwear, or slippers – I wore the hospital gown and those hideous mesh panties and huge diaper pads while I was there. And didn’t read most of my collection of books/magazines or watch any movies – I just didn’t have time (I’d been told that induced births can take a while when the cervix is not terribly favorable, as mine wasn’t – that’s why I needed the cervadil before the induction technically began). After we checked in quickly (I had preregistered), we settled in and ordered some dinner while we waited for the doctor to come to put in my cervadil. I had to wait a bit to eat since I had to get approval to eat – I knew I wouldn’t be able to eat the next day, but most people were pretty sure I could eat that night. Dinner was pretty meh – basically some fairly tasteless hamburger meat formed into “steak”, some green beans, and a small salad, but I was still on my GD diet, so my options from the room service menu were pretty limited.

me before baby

Waiting for dinner. By the way, I'm not sure why these pictures have this gray bar at the bottom...

Finally, the doctor showed up and put the cervidil in place (not terribly pleasant) and I had to stay in bed for at least 2 hours afterwards, for it to start to take effect, I guess. After the 2 hours I could get up if I needed to, but was advised to stay in bed as much as possible so the cervidil didn’t shift too much. Using the bathroom was interesting with a giant string hanging from me. They also came in around 10 and gave me a sleeping pill to help me sleep to rest up for the next day. It didn’t do much. I didn’t sleep much that night. While they told me that the cervidil would simply get my cervix more favorable for the induction the next day and that it probably wouldn’t start contractions, it did. They were fairly mild at first, but by morning, they were starting to hurt. The doctor checked my progress in the morning and I was really disappointed to hear that I was only at barely 2 cm. After a full night of contractions, I was hoping for a little more than that. So, at that point, my IV was put in and we started up the pitocin to get labor going. Fairly quickly, my contractions started picking up. A couple hours later, I was checked again and again was highly disappointed to hear I’d only gotten to 3 cm. I was hurting pretty bad at this point, so the nurse offered some narcotic pain medication, which I happily accepted. That was fun. It didn’t take away the pain completely, but took the edge off and made me super sleepy. I could barely keep my eyes open. Meanwhile, every once in a while, they would increase my dose of pitocin.

After about 2 hours, the pain medication started to wear off and the contractions were getting pretty bad, so I asked about getting an epidural. I was a bit scared about getting it, since it’s a needle in your spine, but I was in pain. It was fairly quick getting it in, but it hurt a bit and I remember struggling to keep perfectly still through the contractions. I started feeling relief pretty quickly, but it only lasted a while. I was given a button to push for an extra dose, which I ended up pushing a few times, plus having the anesthesiologist come and give me an extra larger dose on top of those. I’m not sure if I just expected too much of the epidural (like, pain completely gone and only feeling pressure) or if it didn’t work too well on me, but I was still definitely feeling a good amount of pain. Very soon after getting the epidural, I was laying there, with my external monitors around my belly and felt a big movement, heard a pop, and felt a gush of warm liquid, as if I had just peed in the bed. It didn’t hurt or anything and I just remember saying something like “Oh! Uh, I’m suddenly very moist…” and looking at the nurse who checked me, to find out that my water had broken. So much for worrying that I wouldn’t notice it if it happened at home. I couldn’t have missed that! About an hour after getting the epidural, the monitor was showing me to be having very frequent, very strong contractions and they were stressing the baby just a bit, so they dialed back the pitocin. The doctor came in to check me and I was at 8 cm! I had progressed very quickly. Everyone seemed pretty surprised. Including me! Especially considering the night and morning of slow progress, I figured I’d be in labor till the next day, as the doctors had warned me might happen. Nope, I was having this baby very soon!

It was at this point that I started to freak out a bit. I was in a lot of pain, wondering why the epidural wasn’t working as well as I’d hoped, a bit overwhelmed with the quick progress and knowing that the baby would be here soon, and worrying about the baby after hearing that her heart rate was dropping a bit with the very strong contractions, so they gave me some oxygen. That seemed to help the baby, but it didn’t help me much. I felt kind of claustrophobic with the mask. I also remember my teeth chattering a lot. I kind of got to a point where it hurt so much I didn’t think I could do it, and I’m sure I said as much. And oddly, most of the pain was in my butt. I felt like it was going to explode (though I’m told I didn’t poop on the bed/floor at all! Yay!). Chris was wonderful though. He held my hand and kept saying really encouraging things to me. He knew I could do it. Soon, I was getting a strong urge to push and I told the nurse and they checked me once more, finding me to be fully dilated. So, I started pushing. I was happy to be moving on to the final part, but I didn’t feel like my pushes were doing anything. And they were exhausting. The nurse suggested that instead of the typical hold your legs back and push technique, we try me basically playing tug of war with her with a towel. Oddly, that helped me get the right kind of pushes going. I was getting about 4 good pushes per contraction. Finally, they told me could see the baby’s head and they called in the doctor (meanwhile I didn’t want to stop and wait – I just wanted to finish it!). I could tell by Chris’s voice that she was almost here – he sounded so excited and amazed. I’m actually really surprised he looked. Beforehand, he was sure he’d be a “above the waist only” support.ย  A few more pushes and her head was out. This was incredibly painful. I was really happy and so excited that she was about to arrive, but wow, it hurt.ย  One more and the rest of her was out. Compared to her head, that second push to get the rest of her out was nothing. I could feel that I tore, but once they put her on my chest, I completely forgot about everything. The next few minutes were a blur. I remember Chris kissing me and telling me how proud he was of me. And then he went and grabbed the camera and started taking pictures of our daughter as they checked her out and wiped her off. I also remember the placenta coming out in a gush (sorry, that’s pretty gross imagery) but I don’t remember pushing it out, and I remember being sewn up (I’m told I had second degree tears up and down – ow), but mostly I was just watching everyone clean up our daughter (I do remember asking if she was, in fact, a girl, which obviously she was.). She was crying, so I knew she was fine, but I just wanted to hold her. Chris, unfortunately, didn’t get to cut her cord, but it wasn’t something he felt really strongly about and we hadn’t mentioned it, so it’s not that big a deal. Finally, after they checked her out (she got 9’s on her Apgars!) and cleaned her off a bit, she was wrapped up in her little burrito blanket and handed to me and I was just in shock that I had a baby. She was here.

Going into this, I didn’t really have a birth plan. I knew I’d be getting pain medication and obviously I knew I’d need to be induced, but beyond that I pretty much just wanted to get our daughter here safely. I trusted the doctors to do whatever was necessary and to advise me in the appropriate manner. They were great and I’m so thankful to them for helping us deliver our daughter. I’m also so thankful to the nurses. Every nurse I met during my stay was so nice – comforting me when I was scared, encouraging me when I needed it, and genuinely seemed excited about the birth of our daughter. I do wish the epidural worked better, but I really don’t think that was anyone’s fault. Chris was amazing and so helpful. I couldn’t have done this without him. He was so positive and encouraging and that really helped me. It was amazing to see him with our daughter after she was born – just to see him look at her with such love and hold her for the first time made me so happy. He’s such a good dad and he really loves her. It’s amazing how an experience like that can really strengthen your love for someone. I’ve never felt closer to him. Chris, I love you so much.

And of course, Emily. Our perfect, healthy, beautiful daughter. It was so amazing to meet her finally after having her grow inside me for 10 months. As someone with a master’s in biology, it amazes me that something that starts out so small, resulting from just this sperm meeting just that egg with perfect timing, grew into this amazing little person who’s a little of me and a little of Chris. As a mother, I’m just so happy to have her here – this baby that we so wanted and prayed for. The baby who looked like a gummy bear in our first ultrasound, the baby who made me cry when I first saw her heart flickering on the screen and again later when the ultrasound tech told us it was a girl, the baby that I felt kick me all day long, but mostly at night (and oh, did her wakeful nights continue, but more on that later, haha). Our “babet”. The baby who made me a mom.

Birth info

Birth info

Nurses checking baby

Nurses checking her out

Cranky baby

Emily looking a bit cranky. You can see her tiny dimple here!

Baby feet!

Baby feet!

Holding Emily

Right after they handed her back to me.

Face closeup

Closeup of Emily's face.

Burrito Emily

Burrito Emily

Holding Emily day 2

Holding Emily on day 2

Sleeping beauty

Sleeping beauty


Emily Elise!

Mom and baby

Born December 9th, 2010 at 3:20 PM, weighing 6 lbs 10 oz and measuring 19.5 inches. We’re all doing well!

Baby's favorite place to sleep - Daddy!

Baby's favorite place to sleep - Daddy!

Put me back!!

"Put me back!!"

Mom and baby meet

Getting ready to go home!

Getting ready to go home!

Obviously, I have a lot to update since she’s now 3 weeks old, so I promise I’ll work on that!

38/39 weeks!

Well, this is going to be my last pregnancy post! We had a doctor’s appointment yesterday and the doctor decided that it would be a good idea to set an induction date since I’m due next Wednesday and they don’t want me to go past that, if possible, due to the GD. There aren’t any problems (my blood sugar has been great, babet’s not too big and she’s still good and active and passed this week’s non-stress test with flying colors), so no worries. It’s just a precaution with GD patients. At the same time, last week’s ultrasound showed that babet appears ready to come. Plus, 39 weeks really isn’t too early. 38 weeks is technically considered full term.

So, this Wednesday night (tomorrow), I’m checking into the hospital and getting a cervidil put in to help soften my cervix (I was actually about 1 cm dilated yesterday (by the way, ow. I DO NOT like cervix checks!), but still pretty thick. The doctor did say he could feel babet’s head though, I guess just beyond, so I think that’s a good thing, meaning that she’s down in position.) and then Thursday morning, they’ll start me on pitocin to induce labor. I’m a little nervous, again, because I’ve heard pitocin can sometimes make contractions more intense than they’d naturally be, but again, once I hit a certain level of dilation, I’ll be all about the epidural, so hopefully it just won’t take too long to get there. The point of giving me the cervidil tomorrow night is to try to make my body a bit more favorable for things to not go too slow. Still, the doctor suggested that the baby might not be here until Friday or so, which sounds like a long time to me! Lots of first-time labors take a bit longer though.

I don’t know if it’s quite hit me that in a few days, babet will be in my arms and not my belly. She’ll be here. Real (not that she’s fake now). Chris did say to me, on our way out of the appointment, “This time next week, you’ll be a mommy” and that hit me a bit. I started to cry a little. Not out of fear, but just a “wow” moment. I’m so excited to meet this little girl and see what she looks like and look into her eyes. At the same time, I suppose I’m a little sad for the pregnancy to end. I know that sound kinda silly. I’m getting something so much better – a baby! But part of me will miss the belly and the kicks and the special connection really only I could have with her to this point. But again on the other hand, I’m so excited to see Chris be a daddy. I can’t wait to see him hold her for the first time. I know he’ll be an amazing father. We’re both really excited.

So, the next time you hear from me, I’ll hopefully be introducing our new daughter! ๐Ÿ˜€

How Far Along: 39 weeks tomorrow!
Babyโ€™s Size: As of tomorrow,
babet is the size of a mini watermellon and weighs about 7 lbs.
Maternity Clothes: Of course.
Best Moment this week:
Finding out approximately when I’m having babet!ย  (TSO was fabulous of course, too – I’ll probably eventually do a post on that.)
Food Craving: Sugar. Not much longer till I can indulge!
What I miss: Sleeping comfortably.

Belly Button: Still technically an innie. It just looks like itโ€™s being pulled downward a bit, so itโ€™s pretty shallow.
What I am looking forward to: Having our baby!!!

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