Thirty-eight weeks.

Just two weeks until the due date – seems almost unbelievable! It’s been mid-nineties this week, so I’ve been feeling a bit hot to say the least. I had to work outside for 13 hours this past Sunday, but God was good and gave me grace through the heat {and lots of cold water bottles.} ;) I also almost got in a car accident on Sunday going to church. Thank the Lord, I was able to swerve just enough to end up in the highway median and avoid the collision. Seriously, I thank the Lord for that!

I’ve had a lot of people tell me I’m “too small” to be due in two weeks. Maybe it’s because I’m six feet tall, but I definitely feel like I’m big enough to deliver soon. I honestly feel like I’m carrying around a bowling ball. The little one moves around all the time, she gets the hiccups every night around 7:30, and every now & then I can get a clear view/feel of an elbow or knee on the side of my belly. Kind of odd, but neat too.

I’m not sure if I’m ready for the hospital yet…I have a few things packed & our “birth plan” ready. I have a feeling I’ll be sending Eugene home at some point to grab more clothes or chap stick. It’s weird, but I really can’t bring myself to actually pack a legit hospital bag. So strange for me, Ms. Planner! Oh well…I’m just excited for the day she decides to come out and meet us. I’m praying hard that all goes well with the birth – no complications, smooth and stress-free for all involved. Wouldn’t that be lovely? :)

We’re getting so close!