Friday morning, as Matthew was getting in the car, he cracked up at the view back at the house. I had come to the door because the weather on our first day of fall felt so wonderful. This was all he could see. He made me go back inside to grab the camera.
We've made it to 37 weeks and are feeling good. I'm in no rush for her to arrive. Of course, I hope she comes when she's supposed to, but I'd rather her not come early. Still lots of loose ends to tie up at work, and I need every second of these last few weeks.
People keep asking me when I've scheduled my delivery date. Am I the only person who doesn't want to be induced? Seems so.
My pregnancy has flown by so quickly! I definitely don't want to rush these last few weeks.
1 comment:
Love it! But I think Georgia Claire is peeking around to tell her daddy good-bye.
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