I think my milk is coming in. I was doing a breast exam before my shower and at first I thought maybe my hands were wet from turning on the water, but when I switched to my other side, I got a clear droplet out of that nipple. And it happened again when I got out of the shower. I'm excited but also concerned, I know colostrum is super important for a newborn, I don't want to leak it all out so soon before the baby gets here. I have an appointment on Tuesday so I'll bring it up, especially if it keeps up or starts to increase.

It seems like I'm just waiting for something to go wrong. I keep having dreams that the baby doesn't survive. It feels like my mind is trying to prepare for what's bound to happen. I don't know how I could even try to be prepared for it now.

This is my last week volunteering at the Bunny Bungalow, at least for a while. It makes me sad, I get very attached to the little guys. The ladies were really nice and chipped in and got us the high chair, finger toothbrush, the changing pad for our pack and play, and diapers off our Babies R Us registry. Pretty sneaky since I didn't tell them we did our registry. But volunteers also go to the Petco in Murrieta which is right next to a Babies R Us. So I guess they just figured we'd done it by now. They also got a cute Good Night Moon stuffed bunny. It was a very sweet gesture. I know Mike would prefer I get a paying job but volunteering there made me feel productive and happy. It's a lot easier for me to stick through something when I have flexibility and even though this was a two evening a week commitment, I was still able to get in touch with someone and arrange for someone to cover for me if I had other plans or wasn't feeling well. I know I can't get away with that with a regular job. We'll see how I feel when the baby's older, but right now I still think I'd like to be one of those moms that helps in the classroom and stuff. I don't know, I just want to hold my squirming breathing baby now.