It’s almost time, which is ridiculous. While on my blog walk-a-bout, I managed to gain 12 weeks in my pregnancy and now- as of today exactly- we are only 5 weeks away from delivery. Sunnuva.
Little Mulder’s birth has been scheduled (yep) for December 15, 2011 around 9am. This link will take you to bebepool.com (no account necessary) where you can lay your claim to the unknown details of Kiddo 3. Wanna play? Sure you do. Help us with some names while you’re at it. The scoring is serious, Peeps… it’s all mathematical and SAT-ish, so don’t leave anything blank. Of course- of course– there will be a winner and a prize. You’ll just have to stick it out until after Christmas for your winnings.
[happy clap and a little squeal]
It’s kind of exciting.
Now, we’re not going to talk about my hair, ok? It was pouring rain and the humidity and I broke up when I was about three. BUT, you will undoubtedly want some info before making your bets. So… here I am at about 34 weeks. I’ve gained 25 pounds (which is 25 less than with Gus and about 10 less than with Rylie… the nurse is so proud of me and I don’t have the heart or energy to explain this has likely been my WORST pregnancy diet ever). I’m measuring 1 week behind, as I have with the other two. Little is very active… not as rolly as Ry but not as psycho punchy as Gus. Massive addiction to chocolate and cravings for salami sandwiches. I feel great… very tired. Starting to get to the achy-sore part, but my other two children have played major roles in that area.
Ry was 10 days late, 6 pounds 9 ounces, and 20 inches long.
Gus was scheduled (39 weeks), 7 pounds 13 ounces, and 21 inches long.
Me? I have absolutely no clue, intuition, or 6th sense about this one. No dreams, no feelings, no Mom Knowledge. It’s a little weird. We’re flying blind.
Now, hop on over to the poll and get ‘ta guessin’!
Hey… thanks for all your kind words about my return to Blog Land. You are all so very… lovely. Yes. Lovely.