Week 38 arrived yesterday leaving Melissa and I with exactly two weeks until jellybean’s “official” due date of March 14th. I’m one to treasure every waking moment of life; however, I must admit I’m glad God made these last nine months sort of ‘warp speed’ pass. I’m sort of in shock-n-awe that we’re nearly in single digits! How did that happen?
At this point, jellybean is truly solely packing on weight. She’s more than capable of surviving outside of Melissa’s belly bump with no additional medical help. Jellybean has already been served her eviction notice from mommy and daddy, so it’s time to meet her already!!!
She’s weighing in somewhere between 7.0-7.5 pounds and close to an astonishing 20” in length! Jellybean is as long as a leek. Um, okay. Not sure what that is, but dag… that is one long veggie!
When I was born 35 years ago, I was 7 pounds and 11 ounces. If my ‘guess’ of Monday, March 5th, is correct… she’ll be pretty close!
Our daughter has a firm grasp… fully functioning limbs… finger and toe nails… matured organs… hair… fingerprints… coordination… and everything she needs to be a healthy, happy newborn! Now, time for the waiting game.
Jellybean and mommy’s bodies are both adding the final touches before meeting each other. After reading the details; remarkable. I’ll never stop being in awe of the miracle of conception, growing within, and birth. I mean, WOW! How a newborn comes to be should be enough to make any non-believer know that no ridiculous big bang theory could produce the details of what it takes to form a baby. Anywho…
Melissa is basically miserable. I won’t sugarcoat it. Back pains… leg and ankle pains… heartburn… sinuses a mess… fatigue… every possible end-of-the-pregnancy symptom has hit. Even many “TMI” changes that I won’t gross you out with. :) Hopefully, I’m doing all that I can - in her eyes - to make her comfortable… smile… and relieved. I’m pretty confident, but only the mommy-to-be knows. :)
Only two more, hopefully not though, updates exist. We’re in the final stretch!