Messy & Purposeful Life

Dear Camila!

You’re almost here and I can not wait to meet you. Your dad and I just had another productive day; poor guy, I’ve been nesting for the last few months. Today, he finished spray painting your bassinet. It’s beautiful! While he did that, I cleaned the outdoor furniture, swept, and tidied outside. We honestly don’t sit out there a lot, but I like to think that I might in the near future; or WE might!

You’re moving a ton right now and keep pressing on my bladder. I’ve already peed twice tonight. I try to imagine what you’re doing in my belly. I picture you pressing your hands towards my back and popping out your booty.

I think I’m having Braxton hicks? My stomach keeps involuntarily contracting like I’m flexing my abs, then it fades and happens again. There is also some lower back pain that I think means you’re coming soon. Tomorrow is St. Patrick’s Day, so hopefully you can hold off until Monday. Your dad thinks it would be cool if you were born Thursday so your birthday would be 3.21.

We can’t wait to meet you! I keep reading about how important sleep is, but yet we keep staying up late.