Only four weeks or so left until my little munchkin makes her first appearance into the world and waiting feel like torture. Sometimes I just lie awake at night feeling her little movements wishing I could peek inside and see what she's doing. I wonder what she looks like. Is she getting fat like she's supposed to? Does she have any hair on her little head? Will she look more like me or Ryan? And, will I even be able to tell what she'll look like eventually in those first few days after birth when all babies look vaguely like Winston Churchill?
The not knowing is so hard. What day will she decide to make her first appearance? Will I be able to recognize right away that I'm in labor? Will she come quickly or will it be a marathon birth? Will she be healthy - able to breath all on her own and nurse and cry?
I can't wait to meet her... but, of course, I have to.
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