2 days left...and my last doctors appointment

I have officially passed the 39 week mark and Dominic should be making his appearance any day now.....fingers crossed.  Worst case scenario he will be here on June 7th (induction day) which is only one more week.  I thought I might have a Memorial Day baby over the long weekend, but NO LUCK. 

I was having contractions all weekend, but they weren't very painful.  I was getting nervous on Monday because they were 5-7 minutes apart for almost an hour.  Then they gradually started to slow down and eventually stopped altogether around 8pm. 
Late pregnancy misery continues as the weather gets hotter and hotter.....this week it is supposed to be in the upper 90's.  My hands have started to swell a little when I get really warm....causing me to have to take my wedding rings off. :(

The good news is that yesterday was MY LAST DAY OF WORK!!!  I am thrilled to know that - while I may never actually have this baby - I don't have to get up in the morning to go to work. :)  I treated myself to a pedicure over the weekend and have a hair appointment this afternoon.  I am hoping I will have to cancel because of labor, but at least I have something exciting to look forward to. 

Nesting might have kicked in a little.  I pulled the classic desperate pregnant lady move Sunday and scrubbed the kitchen floor on my hands and knees.  I am a little sore, but it was so worth it.  I don't think my floors have ever looked so good.  The laundry is all done, the dishes are clean, the sheets have all been changed.....I am feeling good. 

My doctors appointment wasn't a total disappointment.  I was at 2cm and 50% effaced.  The doctor stripped my membranes again (this time it was much more intense).  It has been about 24 hours and I have not had any serious contractions so I am not convinced it worked this time either.  About the only thing I have going for me right now is tonight's full moon and a chance of thunderstorms.  My doctor played along with the old wives tales and said that both are said to lead to more deliveries.  I think she probably just saw the desperation in my face and could sense my need for hope that this baby would in fact escape at some point.  We shall see what the evening brings.  Everyone cross your fingers for me!!