At my last doctor's appointment, I made a choice--
One week or two?
The process of deciding before that day freaked me out a little.
Okay, a lot.
calming down realizing freaking out wasn't going to make my decision for me, I chose to leave my decision up to how far I'm progressing because I want to make sure Lilia will be ready to come.
When I was checked at my appointment, I was told that I'm barely progressing--one centimeter.
Yeah, you read that right.
I've got a long way to go.
Two weeks is the decision.
I want to give her a bit more time to get ready.
(And, trust me, she has been workin'.)
That means, this picture...
...will be my last of this pregnancy.
I will be induced, and we will welcome this beautiful angel into the world!
I couldn't be more excited!
Feeling very blessed.