37 weeks on Monday and officially have prodromal labor. Everything is achey and crampy and generally unpleasant. Because of the gestational diabetes I’ve only gained 13 pounds though so that’s something I guess. I’m still feeling way better with this baby than I did either time before. By now I felt like my body was falling apart and I’m not sure if I just know what to expect, it’s actually easier or if I’m sentimental because it’s my last baby. We’ll see I guess 3-4 weeks left before we meet our last boy 🥹
















