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38 1/2 Weeks

Well so far none of the induce labor "tricks" work. You name it, we've tried it. I know I'm jumping the gun a bit considering I haven't even reached my due date yet, but I am just so anxious! I am trying to just calm down about it... Tim and I need to enjoy our last days of childlessness.

I think maybe I had ONE real contraction during the night a few days ago. I dunno if it makes sense to have had just one all by itself, but maybe that is what it was. Other than that, I just have a very heavy feeling on the bottom of my belly/uterus, it feels like the baby is just gonna fall out. In the evenings the baby is so wiggly that it is terribly uncomfortable. It doesn't feel like cute little pokes and kicks, its like full on shoves and jabs from inside, right in the hips or the ribs.

Even laying on my side is not comfortable anymore, I feel like I am being pulled forward and it hurts my back. Rolling over from my left side to my right side takes me a full 15 seconds, it has several slow stages. I feel like I'm in a constant state of dissatisfaction, I have a new insatiable hunger, I often feel extremely tired but unable to sleep, and I am so excited for a baby but it just won't show up!

I should try to be more positive. Up until recently, the amount of weeks I had left seemed like such a short time. Now these last weeks seem like eternity. People keep telling me to "SLEEP WHILE YOU CAN!" and I'm like, yeah I'd be all over that if I wasn't 9 months pregnant!

Buh. I am sorry I'm no fun right now. I want to say thank you again to everyone who has supported me and Tim through this pregnancy. It has been a roller-coaster, and the advice, gifts, provided food, and love we have received from our friends and family has been wonderful. I will miss some things about being pregnant I suppose, but in addition to wanting the baby to arrive, I am looking forward to just being Lynn again and not pregnant Lynn. I suppose I'll be Momma Lynn, but that is cool with me.


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