A sweet surprise

Today I am 37 weeks along, wee! T h i r t y - s e v e n. That means term for this bump of mine. I am doing a figurative jig (while I am actually just sitting on my glider chair). Fortunately/unfortunately I have been having consistent contractions since Saturday afternoon. I had to breathe through quite a few of them while I was seeing my patients. I started my maternity leave right after that. ;]

On the bright side, I know my body is gearing up and I'll be holding this boy in my arms before long. On the self-pity side, I am tired and fed up with these prodromal labor pains. Some are quite painful and they come and go every 10-15 minutes. SINCE SATURDAY. Oy vey. I am trying to take it one day at a time.

But my darling husband surprised me on Sunday morning with a little shower at our place and it was a sweet relief and quite the distraction. He sent me to church on Sunday morning alone (because Emma has been a handful at mass lately) and it was nice to be able to sit and listen without getting up to change a diaper or clean up spilled snacks or readjust my veil because she's tugged it off again. When I got home, I had a sweet surprise waiting for me.

My husband and neighbors set up a little baby shower with food, desserts, drinks, and a few games. It was a simple morning party and I am so grateful for the thoughtfulness of my husband and our friends.

Now I will just hold on to this moment while I play the waiting game.

My wonderful husband and I celebrate our 5th wedding anniversary this Saturday and it is moments like this which remind me of the million reasons I love him oh so much.