I counted days at first, but got discouraged. Then I counted by months, but time just seemed to D-R-A-G on forever when I did that. So I focused on the pregnancy, which of course was counted in weeks. At 32 weeks gestation, I told myself I had 8 weeks left until baby arrived. At 38 weeks I knew that I was being induced in a week, and now I sit here today, on my 'due date' with a perfect little one-week-old replica of my husband staring at me.
He seriously looks JUST like his daddy! Well, to be more accurate, he looks exactly like his big brother, who looks just like daddy.
Check this out:
Knucklehead and Daddy (see the resemblance?)
Knucklehead and Bobblehead
Knucklehead as a baby
Honestly, this just makes me miss hubby more!
But this deployment is 64% OVER.
As in, "deployment, you can SUCK IT, I'm totally stronger than you!"
So now I am counting baby's age in weeks, and even better......
(THIS IS EXCITING.....)
I'm counting the WEEKS until hubby returns!
yeah, those are still in double digits, but WOW it feels good to say it as "weeks".