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The last traces of my pregnancy are disappearing. I'm going to miss them.

Gone are the kicks.
Gone are the gurgles.
Gone is the linea nigra

My wee daughter was born over a month ago (three days following my last uploaded pic). We absolutely adore her. I honestly had no idea that I could love a little being so profoundly, so quickly.

Stats:
- born at home with a midwife in attendance (thanks to coverage by Ontario health)
- 7lbs 5 oz and 19.5 inches
- 7.5 hours of labour

We're doing very well...

Given that I am a week overdue, I went for a non-stress test today to ensure that the baby is doing fine. Considering I feel absolutely no stress about being overdue, aside from the looming TWO WEEK deadline, I feel fine and I know baby is fine.

The test confirmed that the baby is fine. Next test is Monday, and I hope the baby is here by then.

But know what is causing me some stress?

Family members descending upon us.. en mass. People with opinions. People with expectations. People... in my house.

It's going to be fun.

As I walked by the mirror in the front hall, noticed a fun light pattern. I figured I should capture it in some way!

Day three of 'officially waiting'. My due date was last Friday.

I look more pissed (and distorted!) in this pic than I am. I'm just getting tired... and tired of waiting.