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Just Another Update...

Wow, I am actually out of bed before 10:30 a.m.--that is impressive for me.  Today I am 37 weeks and 1 days pregnant.  That means I am 2 weeks and 6 days from my due date.  Crazy.  Next week, I HAVE to finish the odds and ends in preparing for the baby.  I still need to get car seats installed, pack hospital bags, and pick up a few things from the store.  I'm so ready to meet her and start my recovery back to a single souled vessel, but the reality of the life changes that are about to come are slowly sinking in.  I think no matter how physically ready we are, we could never fully prepare ourselves emotionally for what is to come.

Today we have a doctors appointment.  This will be more uncharted territory for us--making me a little nervous.  From this point on, the doctor will be "checking" for dilation.  It's all very bittersweet, because as uncomfortable as I might be I understand that it means I am just that much closer.  I am not anticipating any exciting news this week as she is still riding high in my "Cadillac uterus" and has made no effort in "engaging" in my pelvis.  We shall see, but overall--as long as she is happy and healthy she can make herself comfortable.

This evening we have a hot date going to a breastfeeding class.  I'm sure Ian is really pumped for this one.  I always assumed that breastfeeding was something easy and natural, but from what I hear it can actually be very difficult.  I am hoping with some guidance, I can ease into that roll with less difficulties.

Tomorrow we seriously do have a hot date.  May 2nd marks 2 years of marriage for Ian and myself so we decided we would celebrate tomorrow night.  Not completely sure what is in store for us tomorrow night, but I am looking forward to, what could be, one of our last nights out before we have to consider a babysitter.

Well, that is about all I have to offer this morning.  I hope everyone can find sometime to go out and enjoy the next few days of sunshine.  Until next time...

-Bre

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