The Final Stretch

We are officially getting down to the wire and are now counting down days until our little ladybug comes screaming into our lifes. After our ultrasound yesterday they assured us she is a "BIG" healthy girl and we are so excited to have made it this far with minimal complications. I'm praying she will stay put for a few more weeks or at least through October. I say this because I want all of the holidays off on maternity leave. It seems like just yesterday I crawled into bed with Paul and passed on the pregnancy news. 8 months later crawling into bed certainly isn't as easy or comforting but knowing he is there and always offering to make adjustments for me seems to help me cope. Kimbree is head down and I'm convinced the pressure from walking will one day probably cause me to wet my pants. Aside from getting the bases for her carseat locked in the cars, we have everything in order and ready for her arrival. As painful as this past month has been, I can say with tears in my eyes that I will miss this. Knowing that I won't ever have these pregnancy moments again is as saddening as is it refreshing. I will miss feeling her roll and somersault around trying to get cozy. I will miss watching my belly as it takes alien form due to her movements. I will miss my pregnancy swag or waddle, however you view it. I will miss the kids sneaking a hand on my belly to capture her movement. I will miss Paul saying how sexy he thinks the belly is. There are so many different aspects that I will miss but once I lay my eyes on our new puzzle piece I'm convinced the joy she brings will surpass all the things that I will miss.