Today is May 25th I’m 32 weeks along, 8 weeks left, as of today, it’s coming up fast, it’s scary that in just two months the baby should be here, we awake to his alarm, getting up, we get ready for the day, first was a doctor appointment at 8 then the ultrasound at 10, they only had me in so much for an ultrasound due to me nearly going early at 26 weeks. We go downstairs, eat breakfast, then head out to my appointments, today she wasn’t as active, she must be sleeping, she’s been more active at nighttime then during the day.
We get in the truck, buckle up, he starts it, we leave, heading towards the doctor’s, once there he parks, we get out, he locks the truck, we go in, check in, wait to be called, once we’re called we follow the nurse to a room. We go in, I sit down, she checks my vitals, ask me questions, the normal stuff, she leaves, the doctor comes in a few moments later,
“How are we today? 8 more weeks until this little girl should be here.” She says.