Still no baby . . .

Well here I am one day short of 39 weeks and still no baby! The little one just doesn’t want to make an appearance and Mommy wants to hurry up and get this whole thing over with! My comfort level is zero. I swear I’ve tried everything I know of to “induce” labor, but nothing is working, despite the fact that I am 4cm dilated! It’s just my luck to be stuck in this state. Most of my friends have had the opposite problem, they go into labor but then can’t seem to progress past 1-2cm and here I am walking around at 4cm with no action! UGH, these last weeks are so frustrating!

On a different note, the cat is out of the bag! The nurse at the Doctor’s office spilled the secret to Eric on the sex of the baby! It was totally an accident, she didn’t know that he didn’t know, but his desire to be surprised is now officially ruined! I felt so bad for the both of them; Eric because it’s so close to the end and the surprise is ruined and the poor nurse was in tears when she learned that he didn’t know and that she just blurted it out. She felt so bad, that it made me feel so bad. But oh well, everything happens for a reason. So the big secret is now free to be told . . . We’re having a boy! Little Aedan Patrick Walker will soon (we hope VERY SOON) make his appearance into the world!

Baby Please Come Soon!

Uncomfortable is an understatement at this point. I’m downright miserable! I keep hoping and praying that this child will hurry up and decide to join the real world! My whole body is sore, my back is killing me and my right leg feels like it’s about ready to fall off. I’m guessing that’s due to the “loosening of my joints.” My crotch hurts like nobody’s business and I keep having contractions that amount to a whole lot of NOTHING! I’m getting less and less sleep at night, and so is my poor husband. Between my frequent trips to the bathroom and the fact that I can’t find a comfortable sleeping position and my obnoxious snoring (I usually do snore, but it has been amplified 1000 times because of being pregnant), my husband also has to deal with the fact that every time the baby moves inside of me, it shakes the whole bed. We aren’t just talking minor movements here; we are talking bed shaking that wakes the both of us up.

On a positive note, I am totally ready. I’m stocked up with all the necessities and thanks to our friends, we had a small “baby shower” over the weekend . . . okay it was more like a party (complete with keg) and some baby gifts for us. Tyler enjoyed the gift portion . . . we left him open everything; it was the quickest gift opening that has ever taken place at a baby shower, of that I’m sure! He had everything open in 5 minutes flat, I had a hard time keeping up with him, as I tried to read cards and make a mental note of who bought us what. It was actually kind of nice not having to go through the “ooohhhs and aaaahhhhs” of a typical baby shower. Both guys and girls were invited and there was food and booze for everyone (no booze for me) and as my friend Ang stated, it was the most un-awkward baby shower she had ever been to! So I thank my good friends Jenny, Sarah and Michelle for pulling it together and for making it a fun night!

I go to the Doctor today, and I’m hoping for some good news . . . like “hey why don’t you just drive on over the hospital now.” Of course I’m sure that is some VERY wishful thinking, but really, I’m just not sure how much more being pregnant I can take!