Tomorrow I turn 36 weeks. Meaning that my babies are full term and that labor can start at anytime. I'm nervous. I tell everyone I'm not, but honestly I am. Right now I'm with Wes and Gabby getting some last minute things ready in the nursery and packing up my bag as well as the babies. Oh I picked some names out. Well there's a 2 names for each baby when I look at them I'll know what name to choose.
Baby A: Alexa or Mia Baby B: Camila or Amelia
"Who are you gonna take with you into the room?" Gabby asked.
"Most likely my mom. That is if the Dr Swanson says I'm having a c-section. I guess it all depends on down nature wants it to happen. If I don't need it them you guys will be there too obviously. You guys are my best friends and I need my best friends with me."
"Aw you want me there too?" Wes asked
"Oh shit did I say you guys? I meant Gabby." His smile fell and I started laughing. "I'm kidding of course you can be there."
I folded some clothes that I had yet to put into the drawers because I was lazy and then put them neatly into the side it was supposed to go. I got two pink blankets and two grey and white polka dotted blankets then folded them so I could hand them on the end on the crib. The nursery stayed white as it was previously. The only pink things in there are the blankets that I had just folded and the fitted sheet around the mattress.
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"Are you planning on messaging Mikey?" Gabby asked as I was making my way to the recliner.
"Maybe. I feel like he should know but I don't know if I want him in there."
"It's up to you. I'm behind you boo." She said and hugged me. I smiled at her and rocked myself back and forth.
We finished my bag up really fast cause all I needed was some toiletries and my slippers. Then we proceeded to finish the girls bag. We finished that up fast too then made our way downstairs.
Wes kept on asking how I was doing. He said he didn't want me to fall and that I should be careful when I go up and down the stairs. I find it cute that he's worried.
It was around 6:30 pm and Wes had just left. Gabby decided to stay with me. Her reasoning "bitch I don't want to wake up early then drive all the way across town. I'll just hitch a ride with your parents." So I asked her if she was gonna do that for the next few days. She said yes. I can't argue with her though.
I am not allowed to eat after midnight for the next few day just in case I go into labor and the do end up needing to get cut into. So just as a precaution I decided to have a light dinner every night. Like some grilled chicken with a salad that consisted of of course lettuce, snap peas, avocado, and cucumber. Haha I'm actually eating that right now. It's bomb as fuck.
