I’m 33 weeks as of yesterday, the baby has 
not been up in my ribs at all, the kicking and movement is not painful, 
just active and consistent, and I’m getting a small amount of restful 
sleep (any is good at this point) thanks to the special mattress topper 
Craig bought for me. I am struggling with being as active as I want and 
need to be, with mobility being a big issue (I keep pulling a muscle in 
one of my legs), but I can deal with that for the next several weeks. I 
have enough to do at home to keep me busy so I don’t mind that I can’t 
get out too much these days, I guess I’m nesting. We are really in the 
countdown here, and I have less than 6 weeks to go. Yahoo! I can barely 
wait to meet this new little one. I’m set for clothes, I am almost done 
sewing the blankets and burp cloths I want to finish (I have always made
 each of my babies a blanket, so I have to get this one done), and Craig
 and I actually agree on a name, before the baby is here! Will wonders never cease, we usually don’t even begin deciding until after
 the baby is born, but we both agreed on this one almost from the 
beginning, how did that happen? Since I gave all of my other baby-slings
 away to friends and family I will need to make myself another one, but 
they go together fast enough that if I don’t get it done now I know I 
could still make one in a pinch even after the baby arrives. Frankly I 
feel really ready. Ok, so I still haven’t even started on my hospital 
bag, but I still have time! At least I hope I do. My Doctor has already 
told me he is taking me early to prevent complications with the GBS, we 
just don’t know for sure how early.  And is it weird that I like labor? I really do, because it 
means it’s the end, and I’ll be holding my baby very soon. Thank heavens
 for those great “fast labor” genes!
 
 
 
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