For the last two days, I have been reminiscing about ankles. To be honest, I didn't think much of my ankles when I had them and now that I don't...it seems like a luxury only movie stars are entitled to. Fortunately for me we are in the midst of a cold winter so most people find it extremely normal to have ankles hidden from view..If only I had a pair of dress boots to help on Sundays. Zach just commented on how I am boring the reader of this post but really, don't you find ankles a fascinating phenomenon. Like thighs, most women hate theirs until something goes a tad awry and Vualah!!! we love what we had. So, a little note to my son-
I waited 20 years to experience this. 20 years to know what it felt like to bond with my unborn child over the course of 9 months. I may not have expected the vomitting, blood clots, injections, emotions, bathroom-clock-ins, heartburn, weight gain or swelling but I also didn't expect that I'd love you so much. I'm going to kick myself for saying this in years to come but thanks. Thank you for letting me eperience all those seemingly debbie-downers because they brought me to you. I now know (hopefully) how to better sympathize when you have a hard time breathing at night from a stuffy nose or to feel a little less sorry for myself when I have to wake up in the middle of thie night to clean up vomit. I guess you've made me a little less selfish. You may still be in the womb but boy howdy you are quite the teacher:)
I will get you for the ankles though:)
Love, your mom!
A little update on what's happening. I'm almost 37 weeks and all is on track to be induced on the 26 of January. Canyon has dropped but at last weeks appointment I wasn't dialated or effaced at all. I'm not on a walking regimen to help seeing as I need to be at least 2cm dialated to be induced. Imagine if he came earlier...