38 weeks New Uncharted Territory

Yes, 38 weeks today... I am in a whole new uncharted area right now. With Hayleigh, I only made it to 37wks, 2 days... WOW what a difference a week makes! I don't know if I just don't remember being like this the final weeks before Hayleigh from being too excited, or what, but this is definitely different. I feel a lot bigger this time, more tired and sore. I guess I have more time to focus on those things since I'm home with Hayleigh all of the time now.

 I have given in to letting others help me- that is a big deal. I am a do it myself person, and while I know I cannot do everything by myself, I usually put on a strong face, and try to do it anyway... I get that from my mom. My teeth are ehh.. getting better, and my feet have started to swell more an more since yesterday. I've been getting a little cranky- lack of sleep, I am sure with being uncomfortable, but I am forever grateful for the help of my great MIL who is here now, and for my mom coming out here on her first plane trip today. Without my MIL here the past few days, the house would be a complete wreck, and Marie Callender would be cooking every meal. Even though she doesn't believe me, she has helped me get a great deal done around the house. I know I would be more stressed worrying about being here with just Hayleigh now, if not for her- mainly in fear of going into labor, and being on my own. AND, Hayleigh foremost is getting more attention.. something that I don't always have the energy for anymore, and this makes me feel like total crap.

Hayleigh knows what is going on. She has been clinging to me everyday more and more. When I try to leave the house without her, she goes into panic mode. She is running to get her shoes, yelling, "I'm coming!", running out of her room with her purse, and purple high heels on the opposite feet. When she reaches the front door, and realizes that I am already gone, she breaks down and cries, and goes and sulks in her room. She will not say Reid's name anymore, but will say brother,  "Brodder", and sometimes give Reid a kiss on my belly. The crib is set up, and I am sure it is really awkward for her bed to be in Reid's room, set up with his stuff, and not hers. I worry about her constantly. I worry about her feeling left out, and sad. I worry about her not being able to be with me for a few days. I know she will be in good hands the whole time she is not with me, but to see the look on her face when I get back from leaving her for an hour, makes me cringe to think of how bad it will be from a few days. She runs to me, telling me that, " I found you, Mommy! I found you!!" She grabs my leg, and squeezes it soo hard, and then will not let me out of her sight. I just hope that my mom can keep her occupied enough while I'm in the hospital that she won't notice me gone so much. Mom has packed a lot of activity crafts for them to do, and is planning on setting up our Christmas tree with Hayleigh before she leaves.

Anyway, one way or another, Reid will be here, or on his way here within a week- next week if he is not here, I can get induced.. So, 7 or less days left until we get to meet this guy who completely caught us off guard. I'm hoping everything goes well, he is healthy, I'm healthy, and we are all happy and busy beyond belief.