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Sunny-Side Up

Sunny-side up is defined as an egg that is only fried on one side leaving the yellow of the egg facing upward.

In pregnancy, sunny-side up (posterior) is a term used to describe the baby's position.  Since about 25 weeks, Haley has been locked in loaded head down which is fantastic news.  However, she has decided she would like to enter the world "sunny-side up" opposed to the typical face down position.  Another way to describe her position is that she is laying spine to spine with me rather than her front side to my spine (if that makes any sense at all).  Not a huge deal, just going to make labor that much more enjoyable.  The main thing is getting her out healthy, how it happens--I'll leave that in the doctor's hands.   And for the record, if little Haley is born with a cone head--we will still love her very much--and she will own lots of cute hats.

We are right about 36 weeks which means, one more week and I am officially FULL TERM!  Nothing else too exciting.  I find myself looking at the calendar multiple times a day.  How can something so close seem so far away!?  Everyone says, it will be here before you know it.  Lies.  I feel like a five year old counting down the days til Christmas....starting in June.

I have found that she is much more active now (Hopefully active enough that she will decide to get in the anterior position).  I have days where I have tons of energy and days like today where find myself tired and lethargic.  A lot of my lack of energy today is probably the rainy chilly weather.  I've been wanting to go back to bed since the moment I got out of it!

My next appointment is next Thursday.

But for now, laundry and dishes are calling my name.....

-Bre

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