24 days til my due date...
Although if this baby gets any lower she just might fall out tomorrow...
OK, not really, but man is she low. So low in fact, that at my last doctor's appointment while my doctor checked me (which by the way is not as no-big-deal as it sounds... do you know how far up the cervix is?!), she non-chalantly said, "I'm touching your baby's head right now."
I of course gawked in amazement.
Saturday I will be 37 weeks pregnant and considered full-term. I find myself jumping from feeling so incredibly excited to panicked that we won't have everything ready in time, i.e. the house cleaned, the car cleaned and car seat installed, my hospital bag ready, my documents gathered to show at the hospital...
I'm trying not to let the panic trump the excitement... trying.
I registered at the hospital yesterday and got a tour of the place and the room I will be in. It made everything so much more real.
I've never had so much fun in a hospital.
By the way, you know you're in Mexico City when the woman giving you a tour tells you that a nurse and a police man will escort the baby to the nursery after she's delivered.
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