39 weeks down and counting. Well, we've reached the point in the pregnancy where I am officially feeling done and ready. I'm due on Wednesday. If I go into labor next week, my doctor is on vacation. If I don't go into labor next week, I get induced on Monday, June 1. Kind of a dilemma. In a perfect world, I would go into labor late next Sunday night (the 31) and have my doctor deliver on Monday morning. But, this girl is going to come when she wants to, or by the 1st if she doesn't feel like it, so we'll just have to wait and see. In the meantime, I'm swollen and getting tired of wearing flip flops because they are the only shoe that has fit for the past two months. I'm also pretty tired, but not tired enough to be asleep at 5 am. I've just been waking up and staring at the windows and trying to think of something to bake that would motivate me to get up and moving at such an hour. So far, nothing has been calling out to me that much.
Yesterday J and I were at the grocery store. He was disappointed by the lack of samples, so he said, "Mommy, since there are no samples, we need to get some donuts." I didn't even hesitate to tell him he was right and we filled our little bag of sugar. Only one more week, so why stop now, right?
Anyway, just thought I'd let you know we're all just hanging out here waiting. If anyone knows any good baby chants, share them with me, please.