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!