4 weeks. One month. Can I get a hallelujah?!
Seriously, I love being pregnant. I might even wear a basketball under my shirt after I’m not pregnant any more just so complete strangers will still tell me how cute I am (kidding). But the other day as I was waddling around Wal Mart trying to catch up with Jesse and after I had a serious cough attack (nearly peeing my pants) followed by a very uncomfortable braxton hicks contraction I threw my hands up and said, “That’s it! I’m asking to get induced at my next doctors appointment!” I’ve changed my mind since then, but I tell ya I cannot wait to meet this little girl. Jesse is equally as excited and we like to just sit in her room and talk about what she’s going to be like. Her room is my absolute favorite place in our home and I only have my sweet hubby to thank for that. He has worked so hard putting together all of the furniture and moving things around until I say that it’s perfect. 4 more weeks (or less…) and this room will be complete with an adorable little baby.
