I remember when I used to sit perfectly still so that I could hear Eli's gentle movements, not so anymore. I rub my tummy, he kicks back, he rolls, he elbows, he flips. He is already quite a strong young man.
I think it is amazing how when I wake up on either my right or left side in the middle of the night, he's there on whatever side is closest to the mattress. I can feel his entire body lying on my side. It's crazy to think that he's inside me, just waiting to come out.
He only has 4 more weeks till his due date, and I'm hopeful that he'll decide to be on time. He's already over five and a half pounds and growing quickly.
I'm tired and can't what it was like to sleep on my back or tie my own shoes, or sleep through the night. We find out this Tuesday what position he's in. Even though only 5% of babies are breech, I'm still nervous.
Two more weeks until Spring Break. It has become quite a countdown. I feel like every day at work is a marathon. Especially after 1 every day, all I want to do is curl up on the floor and take a nap. It's hard to push through those last two hours, but I'm very thankful I don't work till 5.
I'm starting to get anxious about labor and delivery. Mostly because there are so many unknowns, so many things that could potentially go wrong. I pray continually for peace and that all three of us would make us through the experience stronger and closer and more alive because of it.
I can't wait to meet baby Eli, but until that day I am taking one day at a time, pushing ahead.
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