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38 Weeks: The Waiting Game

37 weeks
38 weeks (can you tell I've dropped?!)

Wow! Its been way too long since I've updated... Poor Beckett is already getting the shaft - as I suppose it goes for all children who are not first-borns.

I had my Dr Appt yesterday and stats are as follows:
BP 120/78 (My blood pressure has been perfect this pregnancy - very thankful)
Weight +35.4 (Meh)
Beckett's HR 140s
Cervix finally starting to open, only about a fingertip/half cm and still very thick, and Beckett is still high.

Just playing the waiting game at this point. Could be any day...could be two weeks from now. Just have to wait and see. Thankfully, I'm feeling ok...I mean, I'm uncomfortable as heck and can't do much without completely gassing out but my swelling is minimal and I'm still sleeping fairly decent [can't seem to get enough sleep in fact]. We discovered my iron is low a few appointments back and I can definitely tell. Spinach tastes like the most amazing food in the world to me and I feel horribly fatigued after minimal activity. I've been seeing a chiropractor for the last half of my pregnancy and she's been amazing but my sacrum [lower back/butt bone] is out and very, very tight which is painful but honestly since I see her every week and a half-ish, its been much better than with Brazos. I think the adjustments have been a tremendous factor in how much better I feel and the decrease in swelling from my pregnancy with Brazos.
Cannot eat enough spinach!

Speaking of Brazos, he's really starting to pay attention to my belly and he knows Beckett is in there and kisses and hugs on my belly and says "I love you Beckett", "Come out Beckett". Its pretty darn cute...and very painful, he's a little rough with "Beckett". Not that he's trying to be but he's a two year old boy, the word "careful" doesn't really apply. All that being said, I know he doesn't realize the whirlwind that's about to hit his little life and I hope he takes everything well. I hope he loves having a little brother because having a second child is just as much, if not more, for him as it is for us. I pray they are best buddies and though I know they will bicker and fight, I hope they really become close and stay best buddies for the rest of their lives.
Kisses for Beckett :)

And I think that's really all I have to report at the moment on the pregnancy front. Just sitting around...waiting.

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