Just to finish this thing off properly… Here were those last 2 dreaded weeks- 40 and 41. On week 41, I just look ginormous. I thought maybe I was going into labor that day because my Braxton Hicks contractions were 6 minutes apart for hours and hours, but that actually lasted for like 2 days before it meant anything. So, here we are little Keaton pre-arrival. I can’t believe that baby was inside me. You can see those last two weeks, we had to switch to the good ole leggings too. 🙂
40 weeks- still hanging in there.
I think this was 41 weeks and 3 days, and I am crying, “why am I still pregnant? my stomach is a torpedo.”
But it was all worth it in the end, for this little bugger who poses in his sleep.