And nowhere to go....
Woke up again at 3:30 with contractions...but....nothing significant and all it did was keep me up so I watched a little tube and laid on the couch getting up to eat a snack every once in a while. Would rather be breastfeeding!
Griff was born by now and he was an 8 pound 5 ouncer so I'm hoping Miss Elliot is more on the petite side because each day she just gets chunkier! And the place where she is coming out ain't gettin' any bigger... I keep picturing her as a nice little 6 or 7 pounder though. Mom said I was 7 pounds 7 ounces which is what I've been telling Andrew I think E will be...perfect numbers! However I was 3 weeks early so I probably woulda been a chunk if I'd been born on my due date.
So... since mom and I didn't make any plans today with the hopes that we would be staring at a cute little baby girl...we are trying to figure out what to do.
Exciting activities on the horizon include dropping a box of stuff off at Good Will...I'm so totally nesting right now that I could probably find more stuff to get rid of in each room of the house if I wasn't so sleepy.
And if we get really crazy we might make the curtains in the nursery a little more girly :)
Luckily Griff woke up in an excellent mood and has been keeping us entertained this morning. Now if I could just give him his 'baby sista' he would be even more cheerful!
I have my appointment tomorrow at 2 so I may be begging to get my membranes swept or something to get these contractions to move along from annoying to painful. I've never wanted pain so much in my life. I sound like a crazy person.
Come on, Elliot!!!
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