That makes 8 months! I know I say it every time . . . but I really can't believe it! Ross is seriously almost here . . . I mean really almost here!
She's on the verge of 4 lbs and around 16 or 17 inches long now. She has toenails, fingernails, and fuzzy hair. She's obviously gaining some strength, because her kicks feel more like beatings at this point.
I'm grateful to still be feeling good . . . however, while I'm steady gaining pounds every week, Grady has adopted a new "portion control" diet and is loosing pounds every week.
It's been just fabulous.
Over the past week alone, I've officially cried 265 times. Church sermons . . . songs . . . movies . . . TV shows . . . commercials . . . they'll all do the trick. I stood in tears in Target's greeting card aisle while I picked out Grady's Valentine's card.
I'll admit, it was a bit ridiculous.
The highlight of this month had to have been the "Delivery Class" we took at the hospital the other week. It was certainly some good information . . . and some eye-opening discoveries for Grady. :) We've never talked more about pregnancy and child birth than in the conversations after that class . . .
There's just a few more things left to do now . . . and well, I guess we'll be as ready as we can be . . . ?
Goodness.
