week 39 day 4

Two days until the due date. After much thinking and pondering, Mike and I decided that today is the best day to have the baby. Well, ideally we would have already had her but since we can't go back into the past, today is the day. The funny thing is I know I have very little control over this whole situation but I'm going to try anyway.

So I spent the morning walking around the mall, getting a couple of essential items that I'll need when the baby comes, and I walked around Costco grabbing a lot more food than we actually needed and I ended up rewalking around the store to put some food back. Now I wish I had the food but I don't really feel like going back to Costco. There's just an awful lot of people there and that's the last thing I want if my water breaks.

There's only a 10% chance of my water breaking first but I sort of hope it happens first since I've been having these Braxton-Hicks contractions for so long. I'm assuming that I'll definitely know the difference but when I wake up in the middle of the night feeling like I'm going to puke or when I have to pull into a parking lot so I can try to relax through a contraction, I'm not quite sure if I'll know, at least not until they're a lot more steady and continuous.

Anyway, the point of this post is that even though I did all that walking this morning and with all the pressure, started to worry that my water was actually going to break, nothing happened. Mike and I went on a 45-minute walk last night and nothing. The only thing different about me is the fact that my hips now hurt. And so as much as I'm working towards today being the day, let's be honest. When have I really received something I really wanted at a time that I really wanted it ... very rarely. And so if you don't hear from us today about having a new addition, don't be surprised. I'm still thinking she's going to wait until I'm induced ... 12 more days.

I'm off to play Wii Fit.

week 37 day 4

If I was poetic
It might be pathetic
But I'd write an ode to contractions.

They keep me awake
Although they are fake
And I'd just like to get a nap in.

But seriously, I really would like to sleep a little better. I mean, I'm definitely sleeping better than poor Kristin who is itchy all over, but waking up to cramping isn't very fun either.

Last night, Mike and I were quickly walking out of the grocery store when all of the sudden I got a charlie horse in my thigh! I gasped and bent down and Mike immediately thought my water had broke. Luckily it was just my leg but the fact that we're only 16 days away from our due date is pretty scary and I'm pretty worried about my water breaking while I'm out and about. The chances of that happening aren't very high but it could still happen.

The past few days have been weird days. First, Sunday I was really sick with really bad contractions. Monday I had the worst contraction I had ever had - lower back pains, abdominal cramping, pressure on my pelvis, and all the while, Katie was pushing her little feet against my side. That night, while I was asleep, I thought my water had broke and I was feeling some contractions. I decided to lay down for a while and ended up waking up 2 hours later to no water breakage.

Mike and I are hoping Katie will stay in there for just a few more weeks until we get everything taken care of that we need to, but I don't know how likely it is that she will wait. Plus, don't tell Mike, but I secretly hope that she'll come pretty soon. I'm ready for her to be here, I can't stop reorganizing her things and mulling over what I should do about her room situation (it still needs things and needs to be reorganized ... yes, again ... I'm obsessed), and my body would really like to shed some of these extra pounds. I've gained about 23 pounds, which true, it's not much, but to my little body, it's quite a bit.