All of my friends who were pregnant and due around the same time as me have now had their babies. It’s hard to believe that I’m next. I think it would be hard to believe even if it wasn’t for all of the anxiety and trauma from losing Charlie. But I am next and I’m so ready to have this baby in my arms.

We’re crossing more things off the to-do list, but it’s kind of funny how some of the tasks seem harder to complete than others. For some reason, I can’t seem to bring myself to pack the hospital bag, but I was able to wash a load of newborn clothes. Sometimes I don’t understand how my brain works.

I’m still experiencing lots of ups and downs, but they’re somewhat less extreme than before. I’m looking forward to having weekly appointments, even though I’ve typically been going in about once per week anyways to have things checked out when I’m worried about something. But I think there’s something about having “official” weekly appointments that will be comforting to me.

The last few weeks have gone by quickly, but I’m worried that time is about to slow down. Any advice on passing the time? I’m loving Larissa’s weekly cake baking idea.

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