Well, as of today I officially have a week and a half until my due date! Unless she is late, which I have a feeling she may be. I'm actually hoping she won't come until January because I really don't want a December baby. I am not completely miserable, I could hang in there a few more days, but if she comes in December I will still love her! And my mom made a good point that the longer she waits, the bigger she may be!
My whole pregnancy I have been eerily calm about having baby, not really scared at all, but these last few weeks I have really started freaking out! I have all these what-ifs running through my head:
What if she is born huge?
What if she is born with a deformed head?
What if she is an unhappy baby?
What if she stops breathing during the night?
What if I don't have everything I need?
What if I can't get her to stop crying?
What if I just don't know what to do???
I know that these are worries that every first time mom has, and everyone tells me I will be fine, but I still always have the worry in my head that it won't be fine.
I haven't really taken a whole lot of pregnant pictures so last night we took some of me standing next to my cute Christmas tree that I love (with no presents under it yet, we are a little last minute this year!)
I had a fourth ultrasound about two weeks ago because my belly was measuring small. Well, it turns out she is average, meaning she really could be huge by the time she gets here! This is the best picture of her face they got. Her hand is covering the left eye, but on the right side, you can see her big chubby cheek! She's also got really fat lips too. I really am concerned about her looking deformed looking because the ultrasound tech took several 3-D pictures and profile pictures, and they look completely weird!
But don't worry, the tiny little arrow is showing that it is still a girl!