Transition

My ob appointment was exciting today. The doctor felt the head really low and indicated this may be a good sign of an early arrival. I didn't want my cervix checked, but I have a feeling that all is going as planned.

Just recently, I feel as if I am in a transition phase from married-house wife to worried, anxious mommy. I only have a week left until this little one is full-term, which means my days of doing whatever, whenever are dwindling down to nothing. When I mentioned to David today that we may only have 2 weeks left, it was a big reality hit for the both of us. He just looked at me as if it were really happening now. I think to hear "2 weeks" is a shocker in itself. However, we can't expect her to really come in 2 weeks, but I think we should definetly be prepared for that.

Isn't it weird how you can't really plan on labor? It's one of those things that just happens whether your ready or not without much warning. One night I could be fine, and the next I could be calling the doctor. I am guessing I better get used to that kind of life because babies do not have a schedule. They do what they want, when they want whether or not you want them too. This will be a real life change to having my every day schedule planned out to having nothing ready!

Everyone keeps asking, "are you ready?" And I must say, I am...but, I'm not.