Sugar and spice . . . and probably generous helpings of mischief and stubbornness, too, if she’s anything like her sisters.
That’s right, we’re having a baby of the girl variety! (That’s a shot of her girly bits above.) Girls rule, boys drool! No, seriously, already having three of each, we would be thrilled with either a boy or a girl.
Michael was discharged from the hospital yesterday morning in time to be with me at my ultrasound in the afternoon. Everything looked good on the ultrasound. Of course, I know full well that ultrasounds are not definitive, but I’m not looking for guarantees, just a reasonable assurance that it’s safe to go forward with a home birth.
No matter how many times I’ve done this already, it just doesn’t lose its magic – seeing an actual baby moving around in there, seeing its wee little parts: spine, ribs, hands, feet, little heart pumping away . . . the miracle of it all never ceases to leave me a little breathless. And to think that at my age, my body can still do this! I really, really feel like I’ve been bestowed a special gift.
And I feel great! I’m expanding by the week, and loving it. I feel her moving around in there more and more, and sometimes it’s like we’re communicating with each other.
My due date has been changed again, from June 15 to June 22. Whatever; the baby will come when she’s ready. Just as long as it’s not when my midwife is out of town early in June!