We have made it to the 39 week mark and have no signs of jumping off this train any time soon. I have had some contractions, but nothing timeable or too painful. At least I am headed into a nice 3 day weekend.
My original plan was to have today be my last day of work, but I feel guilty now. I have decided that if I have no labor signs by Tuesday morning I am going to come in to work. I am showing a movie in both of the classes I have that day and I have my last doctors appointment (near school) at 2:30 that afternoon. I feel like it will be easier to pass the time at work rather than sitting on my couch wishing labor would start. Hopefully that appointment will produce some good news that the baby is at least THINKING about making his entrance.
Lately I have been making plans a few days out to try and give myself something to look forward to other than having a baby. This technique has worked so far - so I am going to keep it up. I am planning to get a pedicure this afternoon (and begging the nail technicion to hit those labor inducing pressure points), tomorrow we have friends from out of town visiting with thier two children and then Sunday we are having dinner at my mother-in-laws. Monday I plan to relax and get any last minute cleaning and organizing done (or maybe sleeping all day). If I am still fat and happy by Tuesday I will have to start a new plan.
A note for anyone who may be reading this blog in mental preparation for thier own ride on the maternity train: The last weeks of pregnancy are THE WORST!! I don't feel like anyone warned me about this. Don't let anyone tell you it is the "most beautiful time fo your life"...thats garbage! You feel bloated, tired, cranky, impatient and out of control. Everything is swollen and it is hard to walk, let alone do any other kind of physical activity. Your body has a mind of its own and could be a special on National Geographic.....I will spare you the details there.
Don't get me wrong - I have enjoyed pregnancy for the most part and consider myself one of the lucky ones, but the last couple of weeks are MISERABLE! The magical part will be when I hold this little angel in my arms and "mom-nesia" kicks in. I will forget all about how uncomfortable I am right now and start dreaming of having another - well maybe not right away. :)
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