We made it!
The baby and I have managed to make it to Christmas! Okay, I know it's only 3:30 in the afternoon on Christmas Eve, but I don't think she's coming today (and hopefully not tomorrow). I would be really, really mad if I missed the Downton Abbey Christmas special.
When I put on my dress for Christmas Eve, Josh and I noticed something funny.
From the back, I don't look pregnant.
From the front, my boobs look big, but I don't look too pregnant.
From the side, WHOA.
She's been lower down the last couple of weeks, but today has migrated upward and wants to cuddle my ribcage. In fact, she's currently trying really harder to squish further up, but it's just not happening.
Only 4 more weeks to go, and I really hope she decides to stay put!