Are we there yet?

We are only two weeks away from the due date. Is that possible? It seems like it is still so far away but no, we are almost into single digit countdown. At the absolute most she is four weeks from being in our arms. :) That thought makes me smile, a lot. I find myself sitting in her room or looking in her bassinet trying to imagine what she will look like. If she will actually have hair since my heartburn has been so bad and her Daddy had a full head; or is she will be a bald cue ball like her Mama the first two years. Will she still get the hiccups all the time or is that just a phase while she is tucked tightly in the womb? Ironic, she just got the hiccups again! I swear this little girl gets them at least six times a day. Doctors swear it is normal, and where they used to drive me nuts they now serve as quiet comfort for me. She does not have her thrashing soccer kick practice now that she is running out of room so the thumping of her little hiccups makes me know she is okay...even if for the moment she may be slightly uncomfortable.
I also wonder if her Daddy will ever let me hold her again once he can get his hands on her. Will he fight me for the chance to change her or take a whiff and throw her my direction. LOL One thing is for sure, she will live a life full of love and support. She is blessed with grandparents, aunts, uncles, and G-Diddy, all who will give her more love than any little girl could ask for. I have made a promise to myself to try to share her as much as possible so she will always know that no matter who is holding her that she will be loved and protected.
Tomorrow we have our 38 week appointment. After some thought today I am trying to get it slightly earlier so Ben can join me. He has not been to any of the appointments since our last ultrasound, and I think now that we are so close it will be good for him to attend so he can hear what the doctor has to say. We have four days that he is traveling within the next fourteen and I am praying those do not house the day she is planning to arrive. I will be a wreck if I do not have my Ben by my side when this process gets started. I know, I can do this and I will have support, but no offense to the rest of you my Ben is my partner in crime and no one can calm me the way he can. He is my rock, my baby Daddy, and my best friend.
It is close to 8:15 which means the boys and I are going to get ourselves ready for bed. I am trying to get as many Zs as possible while I can, especially with the busy work week ahead of me. Today I left the house at 6:50 a.m. and didn't get home until 6:20 p.m. The rest of the week is so full of meetings and I do not anticipate any day getting to be much different. Come Friday night I will be wiped out! However, I am giving myself a pat on the back today because I did take the boys on a walk all the way around our neighborhood when we got home. Both to be a good Mommy to them and to hopefully help my baby girl get that much closer to delivery. Yes, trying every old wives' tale I can find to try to get this show on the road!