June 25, 2006

Julian has his 18 month check-up tomorrow at 10 am. I'm excited to see how much he weighs and how tall he is, now. I can't remember if he has any vaccinations then, but I'm sure he does. That I am NOT excited about! Then, on Thurs., I go for my 37-week tummy check. I really hope this child decides to stay in at least as long as her brother, if not longer. Not that I want to be pregnant anymore (I'm really quite tired of it, to be honest), I just want her to be as fat and healthy as she can possibly be. I also don't like this anticipation of 'when', and 'how'. Will my water break? Will I go into spontaneous labor in the wee hours of the morning like with Julian? Or will it be in the afternoon sometime, and I'll have to call Brian home from work? I know every pregnant woman goes through the same thing, and that I'm just feeling sorry for myself at this point. It's just that there are so many ways this can happen, it's the not knowing that gets to me!