Eviction Notice

There is an end in sight ladies and gents. This time next week, if I am still pregnant, I will at least have an eviction notice for Little Man. He is stubbornly staying in place so far, and I am more than a little fed up with it. However, knowing that the end is finally in sight is actually quite a relief. Of course I should mention that my doctor is cruel enough to let me go ten days past my due date should I not go into labor on my own before then. Meaning I could potentially have 17 days left. 17 DAYS! That is barely anything, but also at this point feels like forever. Not that I think I'm going to go that far.

I have two reasons for thinking like this. 1) I've never made it to a due date before (thank goodness) and 2) I will be having an ultrasound to see how big he is, and I'm pretty sure that he is bigger than the girls were, meaning I will probably not be allowed to go too much further. Now this is just speculation on my part, and of course, I'm no doctor. But, a girl can dream, right?

I can honestly say that now that the end is here, it kind of seem surreal. The false alarm I had a few days ago really drove it home for me. Being in that hospital room looking at all the stuff they keep waiting for the new little lives. The giant warmer, with little hats and blankets stored on/in it. It took me back to three years ago when I was waiting for my sweet baby girl to arrive. Monster 1 was with her grandparents for a sleepover and I just knew somehow, that the next time I saw her she'd be a big sister.

Looking at my girls today, I made sure to take a minute to hug them both, hold them tight, and snuggle with them while it was still just the four of us. Because for all I know this was the last full day that all four of us would spend together just hanging out at home and relaxing. We played outside, went for a walk, splurged on pizza, and just, were. For as crazy as my past few days have been emotionally, I was glad for this day. Even the parts where I was just sitting there bored and irritated. This could have been one of my last chances to be bored for awhile!

Not to mention there as a particularly sweet moment when Husband and Monster1 sat talking to Brother telling him it was OK to come out now. I'm telling you, he responded to their voices. It was the sweetest thing. Later, when we were out walking, Monster2 randomly said "Mommy get Brother out!" as though she just decided that now she was ready for Brother to be here. It was actually the first time she has even acknowledged that she is going to have a Brother. Sure, she talks about there is a baby in my belly, but this time she actually talked about him being here, with us. It was amazing.

 

So I've given him an eviction notice.

 Little Man, it's time to come out. Time to join us out here where we can snuggle with you too! I'd much rather be carrying you in my arms instead of in my belly. I'm ready to see you with your Daddy, and with your Sisters. We're ready when you are. Let's get this show on the road already!