Very soon, I’ll be having another one of these. I am so excited!
I went to the doctor today for a checkup. I am 36 1/2 weeks, but I think this might have been labeled as my 37 week appointment. I’m unsure, and frankly, could care less.
I am 3 centimeters dilated and 75% effaced and extremely ready to meet my second son, Asher Rhys Hobbs. His first name means “blessed, happy” and his middle name means “enthusiasm,” so we are expecting him to be fun and happy like we
are fancy ourselves to be.
Let’s be honest: all of this pregnancy talk is boring. I’d like to have something else completely encompassing my life (read: a newborn) so I can discuss another topic.
On a sidenote, I got in a very loud argument with a co-worker yesterday in front of the ice machine. It was quite unlike me. Apparently, Pregnant Me doesn’t take shit from people.