The Very Last Week

Stella,

I'm so HAPPY, HAPPY, HAPPY to report that this will be my very last week of pregnancy with you. It's been real, it's been fun but come out already! The doc said you are growing out of real estate so we will be taking matters into our own hands next Wednesday. That means we are going to light a fire and smoke you out. Just kidding! I'm still trying to keep myself busy and hope that you decide to come on your own but from my Dr's visits, it doesn't look positive.

This past week has been somewhat of a roller coaster. Mommy is super swollen and no longer owns shoes that fit my feet. Daddy took me shopping and by the grace of God we found a pair of flip flops that don't cut off my circulation so I'm feeling pretty positive about that. I no longer have to worry about the "no shoes, no service" signs at restaurants. Just kidding, I totally wait to take them off until we are seated.

All your grandparents text and call constantly to see if there have been any changes. I think everyone is anxiously waiting to see your cute little brownie face, twizzler ears, pasta mouth, and no bake cookie eyes. Seriously, I apologize for my awful eating habits. If it makes you feel ANY better, I will be working my butt off to get back in shape. Literally.

Momma looking and FEELING rough. LAST WEEK!

Love you Princess!

Momma