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36-37 Weeks

More like a million weeks.  I am getting pretty sick of being pregnant now. All of the big milestones of pregnancy have come and gone, and now I just feel like I am waiting. I guess I do want maybe one more week to get a few loose ends tied up at work, but other than that I am ready to go!

The nursery is now finished, and we are rather in love with it.


It is not exactly what I envisioned at first, but I am really happy with how it turned out.  Tim and I (and Lucy) all find ourselves just wandering in there to daydream.  It has a very soothing atmosphere as well, so it just feels nice to be in there.  I hope Babby agrees. 

We have also been working on super stocking the household.  We've got a freezer FULL of easy, delicious Trader Joe's food to make quick dinners once the baby arrives, as well as canned stuff in the pantry.  I also have an extreme sized and extreme discounted order coming from Amazon with toilet paper, tissues, diapers, toothpaste, cat food and detergent.  Its pretty much like were getting ready to stay in a bomb shelter. We have also created a "chore chart" with daily tasks so we stay on track. Poor Timmy has to do most of the chores, since I am becoming less and less mobile with every day that passes. I just can't scrub the bathtub like I used to be able to. 

I am just trying to keep everything maintained as if I could go into labor at any moment.  I went to the doctor yesterday and she said that my cervix is dilated 1 centimeter.  She followed that by saying she doesn't think that the baby will come before next week, but the process is under way.  The baby's head has been down now for a good number of weeks, but I haven't experienced the sensation of him/her "dropping" quite yet. Just waiting... and waiting... 

Mah feet are really hurting, and I have developed a crack in my left foot which snaps with every step I take. I can pretty much only wear flip-flops these days. Several of my MATERNITY outfits are now too short/tight on my giant belly.  I leafed through my closet yesterday and longed to be able to wear something other than the 3 maternity things that still fit me. I want to sleep on my stomach, I want to go for a run, I want to be able to get out of bed without it being a huge ordeal that leaves me short of breath! 

We are ready to meet you Babby! C'mon down!










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