This is it.
It's been decided.
It's just a matter of what comes first.
If the baby doesn't come "naturally" by a week from today then the doctor wants to induce Michele.
The due date is the 17th, this Saturday, and a lot can happen between now and then, but we do have a definite "plan" now.
There is no doubt that this time next week life is forever different.
And I have never been more excited, anxious, scared, joyful, desperate, calm, frantic, eager, whatever emotion ever all at once.
And all for good reasons.
It's like another threshold I mentioned a couple week's ago. This is the last Thursday, and then it could be the last Friday, and then the last weekend, and on and on until nature takes it's course or modern medicine steps in.
Still in awe.
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