I don’t know why, but 9 weeks until my babies due dates I’ve always blogged. Something about 9 weeks just sticks out to me. At nine weeks left, I feel like there is so much time left, and at the same time, like the baby is coming so fast!
When Mischief was 9 weeks away from being born, I blogged about it HERE. It was fun to look back at. I talk about feeling bad for K being so uncomfortable and pregnant. I can’t imagine going to high school looking and feeling the way I do at 31 weeks. Feelings of love and gratitude for K just overwhelmed me while reading this, and looking over Mischief’s birth story. I can’t believe that was over 3 years ago.
When Lady was just 9 weeks away from being born, I blogged about it HERE. I remember feeling very different at this time than I did when Mischief was only 9 weeks away from being born. I was so blissfully ignorant of the fact that K could have changed her mind any minute while we waited for Mischief to be born. Deep down I knew it, but I never thought about it. Once the papers were signed and I got to take him home it hit me. Someone I loved more than anything in the world could have very well not ended up in my arms. So while waiting for Lady to be born, I was so much more cautious with my feelings. Which makes sense, but I wish I hadn’t done that. I was so stressed out about it and uneasy. At nine weeks until she was born, I was pretty excited, while trying not to be. The thought of having a little girl was so exciting. I’m so happy B picked us and that we were able to find our daughter. Love my girl! And by the way, the name that I loved is what we ended up naming her!
Now I’m 9 weeks away from my due date with baby #3. How do I feel? Hmmm. I’m really excited and nervous. I’m nervous to have 3 kids ages 3 and under. I’m nervous for labor and delivery. I’m nervous to see how big my body gets and how uncomfortable I will be pretty soon. I’m not too uncomfortable now, although I have a pulled muscle in my side again ugh. And every time I stand up, it feels like my bladder is going to burst, or fall right out of me. Now I understand why pregnant women walk around like they have a bowling ball between their legs.
I’m excited though more than I am nervous. I’m so excited to see what she looks like! I’m so excited to experience delivering one of my children. I’m excited to be able to love on her without feeling any sorrow like I did when Mischief and Lady were born. Most bitter-sweet time of my life was taking them home. So much joy for us, but I knew their birthmoms were feeling the most sorrow a person could feel. This time, no broken hearts to add to our family.
I don’t know if I will go 9 more weeks. I’m on an internet group called “The Unicornuate Uterus Sisterhood” where women from all over the world with my same shaped uterus can talk and get support. Someone today wrote that she is almost 36 weeks along and not having any contractions! Her doctor predicted she would deliver by next week as most “uu”‘s dont make it pass 37 weeks at the LATEST. She was asking if anyone had made it past that. About 4 women replied that they made it to 39 and 40 weeks! I guess I shouldn’t speak too soon, but I feel like I’m going to be one of these women too. I love shocking doctors, so 40 weeks sounds perfect to me. 9 more weeks to go!
Baby girl last week: