We are now officially, in the home stretch before the baby will be born. To be honest, there are days, I'm ready and days I could hold this all off for a few more weeks.
We've been blessed by some of our close friends here in town, as they have offered (and we've accepted) for them to watch Finnegan for the full amount of time that I'm in the hospital. And they've even offered to watch him more than we asked (we were planning to pay a babysitter to come and have him sleep in his own bed - but he'll be sleeping at one of their homes instead). This will save Ken from having to run back and forth between their homes and our home and the hospital switching him between friends and family. We've truly been blessed by this gift of love!!
I'm pretty sore today... walking tonight has been pretty painful. I think what I'm feeling is what other women feel when they say "I think the baby will fall out". My muscles are just so sore to walk, or bend. Sitting is the only thing that I think makes it even feel better. And it doesn't even take it away. Grrr...
It's official, I've blown up the air mattress to sleep on tonight, although I don't think my husband will allow me to sleep on it. I keep him up all night with my tossing and turning and pulling on him and bathroom breaks. Oh, I feel so bad. When I sleep good, he sleeps good. Until last night... when I slept good, and he didn't. He said I was still moving a lot. Granted it's only a week, but I just feel so bad for him to not be getting any quality sleep.
Appeal, For Love’s Sake
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