Happy Week 38 Lucky!

According to MyPregnancy.com, you have really, “plumped up.” You should weigh almost 7 pounds and are 19.5 inches long….the length of a leek (see picture)!

Your organs are fully cooked, along with your skin and bones. Mommy is feeling like you, the bun, are ready to come out of her, the oven. She is uncomfortable, sighing in pain when she gets up from sitting too long.

One evening this week, Mommy had turned out her bedside light and I was still reading. I heard a rustling and clinking of glass, then a crunching sound. I looked over and Mommy looked asleep, but her mouth was moving. I leaned over to kiss her goodnight and saw that she was crunching some Tums to calm her stomach. She needs to eat early in the evening to escape the heartburn, but it didn’t happen that evening.

Mommy just said, “Can I have the baby now?” She is ready. She is waiting, playing Boggle, and trying to rest and stay off her feet as much as possible. We were watching an episode of Justified this week and she exclaimed during a break, “It’s not fair…I have an outie belly button, kankles, and a sprained vah-jay-jay and you have none of these things.”

Dinner on Thursday night….lasagna, salad, and garlic bread.

Wednesday dinner at Aunt Lindas. Clementine and Emma are under the table.

Lucky, Your Great Grandma Nell Sterrenberg, who just turned 97 in August, is in poor health right now. She is in pain most of the time and this week she was in the hospital and now a nursing care facility. The prosthesis hip replacement bone and glue are loosening, causing her pain and inability to bear weight. She has been incoherent and barely wants to eat. My Mom (your Grandma Diann) has been caring as much as possible for her, but it is hard when there is not much to do for a 97 year old. Let’s wish her peace and hope that she can recover back to her own place or at least find peace where she is now. It is funny how she is 97 years older than you; she is in the sundown of her years and you haven’t even yet seen the sun. 

Here is Me and Grammy Nell dancing in Watseka. I had more hair and she had more spring in her step.

I love you, Lucky, and can’t wait to hold you, Daddy