Well, here we are. Abby Kate has officially taken over my body. I just laugh at myself in the mirror these days (on the days I'm brave enough to look). I find it quite humorous, really. It's so unreal to me that my skin can stretch this far. But I'm happy to say I have yet to find a stretch mark. However, since I just wrote that, I'm sure I'll be stricken with a huge one overnight!
I seriously feel like I'm living in someone else's body. When she rolls around in there and we see some sharp body part move across underneath my skin, we just stare in amazement. We think: she's really in there... and she's really going to come out soon! That's the part - the coming out soon part - that invokes the panic inside me. In just six weeks (give or take a couple) she'll undoubtedly be coming out, one way or another. I've been anxiously awaiting this coming out process, but lately I've felt like cowering back down the ladder instead of jumping into the deep end! Of course, I can cower all I want - there is no ladder!
I've been brave today, though. I went shopping to get all the supplies we'll need for the hospital stay. Right now I'm washing the baby's clothes and socks and hats and blankets, and I've begun to pack our bags.
Although I'm apprehensive about labor and delivery, I'm so glad we're in the home stretch!