I decided the most fitting word to sum up my week is waiting. If someone asked me to describe the last days of pregnancy, I’d say they are a waiting game. One of the few things in life that we have absolutely no control over whatsoever, is when our babies will decide to be born. They’ll come out to play when they are good and ready. If that happens to mean going two weeks overdue, well so be it really.
I’ve done as much in the way of preparing that I possibly can, and my little family is as ready as we’ll ever be. Life will undoubtedly be turned upside down once our boy comes into the world, so I’ve been enjoying this precious time with my littlest this week. Hubby has booked half term as annual leave, and we’ve tentatively planned bits and pieces next week to keep the girls entertained just in case he isn’t here yet.
So here we are… patiently waiting… one thing is certain though: this baby will be born before the month is over!