38 weeks

Officially one week until we meet our sweet boy. I can't wait! I'm not to the emotional "I'm so done" point, so that's good! I still have energy most days, although I have been more tired because of waking up so much at night or being restless! Sometimes I am exhausted, but cannot sleep once I am comfortable in bed. I'll take the lack of sleep for this little man any day! 
Even though I have a scheduled c-section, I am drinking this delicious tea this week to get my body as ready as it can be to have a baby! Maybe he will decide he doesn't want an eviction date and come on his own! 

At the doctor, I weighed in at 155. So 30 pounds of gain. This means I have lost 3 pounds the past 2 weeks, but I think it's all water weight! My feet haven't swelled so badly, and I don't feel so bloated. What a relief. My blood pressure was 120/74, which is nice and normal. Platelets are still declining, but shouldn't go down enough for concern by next week. We are in the final stretch with my last OB appointment on Monday morning to meet the doctor scheduled to do my surgery. I hear nothing but great about her, so that eases my worries. 

Previously, I was very nervous during my c sections. Since Haly was an emergency, I was super stressed. With my previous experience with Haly, I was anxious when I had Paxton. This time around, I am focusing not on what could go wrong, but all the things to look forward to. Hearing his sweet cry for the first time. Getting a good look at the little man who has been sharing my body for the past almost 9 months. His little fingers and toes. A precious new life. 

We are so ready to welcome Huxley into our family. He is already loved beyond what he can imagine. 

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