The midwife stopped by this week. It was really exciting. I am supposed to be 16 weeks along but I am measuring 20. I don’t remember consistently measuring this high last time but oh well. I hope the midwife is right. She suspects I am farther along than 16 weeks. The baby is 12-16 inches long she thinks so she suspects 20 ish. We will see. I don’t want to get my hopes up and have this baby after my due date after I expected to have it before. I am officially getting excited now about the baby. I have started crocheting a shawl to throw over my shoulders while I nurse. I have also started trying to build up the baby clothes stash again. I have started looking for some good fabric for a sling for work so I can nurse the baby while I work. I was reading through the midwife’s postpartum instructions and I forgot how cute newborns are and I think it is finally starting to hit me, as weird as that sounds.
The girls are doing great. I am trying to remember to be kinder and gentler. It is hard when I am so tired and have no patience. O has really started acting out and I have tried to give her some extra attention lately and love and that seems to be working. I wonder when I should start thinking about a birth kit?
