My Dear Little Girl,
My goodness, you like to push! Momma thinks you've found out that you aren't going to be coming out her tummy. No C-Sections here, if Mommy can help it. You've dropped for sure and keep spreading Mommy's pelvis. It hurts, but your Momma's glad you know right where you're supposed to be right now. :)
Yet another appointment yesterday. Blood pressure was a little high, but the midwives aren't concerned, although Mommy has another appointment Friday to make sure it goes down. Mommy thinks it's just because she was frustrated that morning. Cold showers + no sleep = Not your Mommy's favorite thing. Just in case, though, Mommy's becoming even more aware of what she's eating (cutting back on sodium) and has started walking every day since she can no longer perform satisfactory prenatal yoga... belly gets in the way. :)
So, Mommy and Daddy were planning on moving the summer after you were born, but we found tenants for our apartment a little sooner than we anticipated. Mommy's a little disappointed, since she likes the fact that the hospital is literally right around the corner from where she and Daddy currently live, but she knows everything has a purpose and trusts that Heavenly Father will take care of you, her, and Daddy. She also knows she'd better relax and not worry too much about this move or the stress, coupled with your evident impatience, might bring you here a little earlier than she'd like. If you have to come early, little one, please wait at least another two weeks.
Mommy's worries are probably completely unfounded, though. You might come late, like she did. :) We will see.
I love you very much, Baby Girl. I can't wait to kiss your sweet little toes and blow raspberries on your tummy to make you laugh.
Love Always,
Mommy
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