K has been looking forward to B's arrival. I say this because she would often talk about wanting to buy things for him or she'd ask me to buy things (specifically socks) for him. We finally took her to choose a pair of socks for him.
He will wear this back from the hospital. I hope that would make her really proud to see him wearing what she had chosen.
She told me the other morning that when B got older, she wants to share the bed with him. I thought that was really sweet.
In order to prepare her mentally for those nights where I would spend in the hospital, I brought up the topic a few weeks ago.
I told her that when B is born, I would need to sleep in the hospital for a few days. She said no. I told her that it would be for the best because in the hospital, the doctors would be able to take care of me and of B. She still refused. When I asked her who would take care of me then. She confidently replied, "Kimberley!"
Due to the extra weight I'm carrying, the tendon from my bum down my legs have been hurting quite a fair bit, K is aware of this. When I try to bring up the topic of my stay in the hospital again just last week, she refused to hear that I would spend a night away from her. Instead, she started to pray," Father God. Pray mommy backside ok. Jesus. Amen."
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