I know I've mentioned the Braxton Hicks contractions being pretty bad, but they're only getting worse, which I guess is to be expected. This little girl is taking up every ounce of my belly and stretches from one end to the other all day long. Some of her jabs are actually quite uncomfortable.
And of course, a belly shot. Here I am at 37 weeks and 5 days. At last Friday's doctor's appointment I was measuring perfectly, had gained 22 lbs to date, and all else was good. I do have to say that I'm starting to get nervous about the actual delivery. I haven't really thought too much about it, but it's been on my mind quite a bit lately. And I'm also getting really sad to be away from Dylan for a couple days. I feel like he's going to be so sad, confused, and left out. He'll always be my baby boy - I need to ensure I remind him of this often.