with one lovely head of hair.
I am His beautiful creation.
When I’m born, you’ll want to stare!
~ The Miracle of Me
I didn’t plan on crying at either of my appointments yesterday afternoon… The first appointment was just my routine 2 week check-up, followed by a “Fun 3D” ultrasound – and it sure did make me smile (through even more tears) to get another peek at our little guy (and see his little foot touching his forehead)!
However, at my first appointment, my amazing and wonderful midwife surprised my by saying that she had a confession to make. Apparently her and her husband will be going out of the country for Christmas this year to visit family (as they should!) and will be gone from around the 20th-28th of December. I am not actually due until January 1st (originally Dec 25, but then changed due to my ultrasound), but in the past I have averaged around 7-10 days early, which is right around Christmas.
My midwife has really spoiled me in the past, delivering our children (all 6 of them!) whether she has been on call or not, and I haven’t even met the other midwifes in her office. I don’t know why, but for some reason I have already been extra nervous about delivering this baby, and now I am even more so… I keep telling myself that everything will be okay, and will work out as it is suppose to, with or without those that I am use to having (Hubby still hasn’t been released from his training beginning Jan 1) at the delivery. Right?!?













































































































