I can't believe the time has come. I feel like it was just yesterday I was texting Jason from work a picture of the positive pregnancy test. Hoping and praying I was seeing a line but not wanting to get my hopes up. I remember a co-worker telling me that it probably was not a positive but that I should call my doctor anyway. And then I had to go to the doctor every other day to have my blood drawn to make sure it was a positive. I remember getting a call on a Saturday while we were at a friend's birthday party. The doctor told us that my levels were going up--we were pregnant.
Throughout the first trimester I was convinced it would not stick. There was a night we went grocery shopping and I stayed in the car because I was cramping and I just knew we were loosing this pregnancy.
That's why when we made it to the second trimester I had a good feeling this was a girl. Because she is tough!
This has been a wonderful pregnancy. I had none of the issues I had with Davis. With him my fluid levels were so high the entire time and because of that I delivered at 38 weeks. With her we will go to 39 weeks and 4 days.
She is a mover. Once she started moving she has not stopped. She moves all day but especially at night or when Jason is talking to her. As I type this I feel an arm or a hand brushing against my stomach. I will really, really miss watching her move at night as I lay on the couch or feeling her move. I know exactly when she went head down-I felt her turn. She has stayed primarily on my right side this entire pregnancy. My stomach may be permanently lopsided. She stayed there the entire pregnancy.
Three weeks ago Dr. Peakes predicted she was nearly seven pounds. I am predicting 7 pounds 8 ounces, Jason thinks 7 pounds 10 ounces. I think she will probably have as much hair as Davis did when he came out (not much). I'm also thinking she might be a little longer than Davis since she had more time to cook--maybe 20 inches?!
Davis has been amazing about becoming a big brother. I can't count the number of times he wanted to kiss my tummy or "hug" Carter. He has been talking up his sister to his teachers at school. He is so excited. He will sometimes ask me if Carter likes something or what Carter thinks. I also think he is excited to have his mommy back to rough house with him. He told me that when Carter comes out of my stomach I can play football with him. Tonight he asked me if he would still be my baby when Carter comes out. I think this comes from me repeatedly telling him that he will always be my baby--no matter who comes along.
Tonight in the nursery:
Love you,
