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4 Weeks to go!

As of today, I have 4 weeks to go until my due date - unless we go by the US doctors who put my due date a week earlier.  It will be interesting to see who's closer.  I'm hoping for sooner rather than later.  I had what seemed like false labor over the weekend & I've had a lot of pains and twinges ever since that are different than I've had before and I'm hoping it's my body preparing for labor.  Even if it's the 4 week due date, I have to say that it's wonderful to be on the home stretch and starting month 9.  I feel like I've been pregnant forever and can't wait to get to the end!
I am finally at the point that they say to pack the hospital bag because it can happen at any time after 36 weeks (I'm 36 weeks today).  I've shopped for packing the bag but wanted to wait to pack it.  I think I'll do that later today.  It will make me feel like I'm actually getting somewhere. 
The baby's room is just about finished.  I have some shelves to paint and hang, Wayne has to hang the curtain rods so I can put up the curtains and there's some boxes to move out of the room.  Once that's done the room will be ready aside from the glider chair I have yet to order.  The chair will be our last purchase.  We have more than everything we need to be prepared - all I really need is a baby!  Over the weekend Wayne & I went to get the little items I need for the hospital bag and the last little items I wanted to have on hand (ie - ear thermometer, alcohol wipes to clean the belly button & other little things like that).  As we finish the last of our purchases it makes it even more real and I get even more excited for this baby to come.  4 weeks isn't a bad time frame, but if it were up to me - this baby would be here today!  I guess I'll have to wait for him to decide he's   ready too!

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