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One Week Left

How Far Along: 38 weeks

Size of baby: 7-8lbs

Sleep: Not getting much. Since I started leave the beginning of this week, I've stayed up too late and not been able to sleep in. I'm getting excited!

Total Weight Gain: 28lbs

Symptoms: Heartburn seems to be not as bad now since she dropped, so other than it being difficult to walk and sleep, I'm doing okay :)

Movement: Almost completely stopped. I've barely felt her move for about a week now, and it has scared me. Thank goodness a friend lent us a Doppler so we can hear her heart!

Maternity Clothes: Getting a little big even for some of my maternity shirts.

Go-to eats: Fruit and cereal mmm mmmm!

Best moment of the week: Being off work and having time to myself before baby arrives!

Gender: We're having a little girl!

What I wish people knew: I worry about what kind of parent I'll be. I feel like we've been preparing forever, and at the same time I feel like we could never be prepared enough. I know we're not the only one's who've felt this way though so that's a comfort :)

What I’m looking forward to: 8 days from today (or less), we will be meeting our daughter. It's surreal, I think it hasn't even hit me yet that we'll be bringing her home.

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  1. AnonymousMay 24, 2013 at 11:12 PM

    It's getting so exciting!!! Cannot wait to hear the happy news :-)

    KateM

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