37 weeks

I'm finally full term. So, if the baby wants to come, he is welcome

anytime. But I'm pretty sure it won't be for at least 2 or even 3 more weeks. Whenever he does decide it's time, hopefully we'll feel somewhat ready. As it gets closer and closer, I don't think that we'll ever feel truly ready. (The first pic is 36 weeks and the second pic is 37 weeks... I think black is definitely more slimming).

Things have been going well. Only a little over 2 weeks left and I'm still feeling pretty good. I'm definitely feeling more uncomfortable as each day passes. Sleeping is probably the worst time of the day for me. I dread going to bed. My hips just constantly hurt and throb from sleeping on my side, so that wakes me up multiple times a night. The baby keeps on wiggling and it's starting to hurt. I thought as he got bigger, the movements were supposed to die down, but I haven't noticed that. He has a favorite rib of mine that is constantly being stretched into or bumped into. Sometimes he hits it just right and it makes me jump out of nowhere. It's fun to get weird looks when that happens. He also has his occasional knee or elbow that loves to poke out of my stomach. That hurts too sometimes with his bony body poking out. Even though it hurts, I'm still really grateful for this opportunity and for this baby growing inside of me. I wouldn't trade it for anything. I really don't have much to complain about. This has been a relatively easy pregnancy and it hasn't made me never want to be pregnant again. I will definitely miss having this little person inside of me. It will feel good to get my body back though.

At my last Dr. appointment, I was one centimeter dilated and 50% effaced. Which is a little sad because at the appointment before that, I was told I was 70% effaced. So, my faith in these measurements is very minimal. I did have some pretty mild, steady contractions just last night, but nothing to get all excited about. Ryan kept telling me the baby was coming, but it was just false labor. No big deal. Just my body preparing for the big day. I'm pretty convinced I'll be at least a week late. This way, as my due date comes and goes, I'll just know that I was right the whole time.

I only have 3 to 5 work days left. In fact, if I choose 3 or if the baby comes early, Tuesday will be my last day. It's crazy and weird to think about, but I'm excited at the same time. I decided to take a vacation the week before I'm due. So, I'll have 10 days off and if I feel up to it, I can go back for 2 days. I just don't know if I'll feel up for it. It's all up in the air at this point. I'm undecided if I should work those bonus 2 days. It will extend my leave of absence out one more week if I do, but on the other hand, those 2 days back would be Easter weekend. Oh, too hard of decisions. I'll just take it one day at a time. Either way, work is almost dunzo!!

The nursery is all set up and ready to go. We decided on the Blue and Brown set from the last post. It looks really nice and I'm pleased with it. Now, all we need is a baby to put it to good use!!