38 Weeks

Two weeks ago I made a joke that if I missed a week and didn't write a blog post that it would probably be because I was having the baby and therefore not going to be writing a blog post. I had forgotten when I made that joke that I would be going on vacation the next week and wouldn't be writing a blog post then either.

So, for anyone who thought that I had the baby already, I'm very sorry, but she's still in my uterus. I am still very pregnant.

I've reached the point in pregnancy where I get to see my doctor every week now. He assures me that everything is still "disgustingly normal." We're right on track for the baby to be born... whenever she gets around to that.

Mom tells me my great-grandmother used to say that the only reason human pregnancies last for nine months is so that by the end, we're willing and eager to undergo labor to get the baby out.

It seems to strange to be in August already. I've been counting and preparing for nine months and it feels like all that time just rushed on by. I mean, I've also spent a serious part of pregnancy wondering if we'd ever reach this stage (being continually sick will do that to you).

I'm excited. Within a few weeks I'm going to have a little baby girl to hold and love on and lose sleep for, and then a little later I'm going to get to see my mom! and we'll have fun and I will get to do all those things I've always wanted to do since I was a little girl. I'll get to be a mommy.

Will it be hard work? Oh yes. But I'm excited to be starting my little family with my wonderful husband and our lizard baby (until she grows a little and starts looking cute) and it will be great.

Also, pregnancy fatigue will be gone (and yeah I know I'm going to be tired with a newborn) but I won't be pregnant anymore and that will be great.

So we'll see how it goes! Right now we're all just waiting. I'll write more next week (or not).

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