Obviously, this big ballooned tummy of mine hasn't popped yet as I blog at the moment. Going 39 weeks this weekend, can't help but wonder when will Baby A finally make his grand entrance. I don't think I'm experiencing any "real" labor signs yet. Although contractions have been more frequent in an hour, still it doesn't progress to anything that would make me run to the hospital.
My Mother-in-law is insisting that I should walk..walk and walk. In fact, they've arranged the patio furniture so I'd have ample space in the garden to do my walkathon.
I'm due to be seen by my OB again on Saturday, that is, if Baby A decides to stay inside my tummy until then. Hope, my OB will be seeing some progress.
My Mother-in-law is insisting that I should walk..walk and walk. In fact, they've arranged the patio furniture so I'd have ample space in the garden to do my walkathon.
I'm due to be seen by my OB again on Saturday, that is, if Baby A decides to stay inside my tummy until then. Hope, my OB will be seeing some progress.
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