Well, according to our due date, we have just four days left. I am currently on leave from work . . . and it's weird! Haha. I don't know, I thought I'd immediately transition from working in the classroom to taking care of Bethany . . . I didn't account for any "waiting" time, so sitting here on my couch writing a blog on a work day is extremely odd for me.
Here is my life at 39 weeks and 3 days of pregnancy . . .
- I am excited about every day. I keep thinking, "Is today the day?" I have felt like this since my 37th week. Haha.
- I can't wear my rings, but my hands don't look like marshmallows.
- My feet, however, decided to swell over the weekend. They are not as cute. I don't know if that is due to standing at the concerts or if it would have happened anyway.
- Somehow, my belly keeps protruding little by little. I am wondering just how big our baby girl is going to be!
- My face and nose look different. Definitely puffier.
- I am still having intense braxton-hicks contractions. I feel for the women who experience them for an hour or two only to have them taper off . . . it's like a horrible tease!
Speaking of contractions, last night was one of the first times where my contractions were consistently uncomfortable, super tight, and accompanied by lots of weird pressure. They went on for about an hour and were usually about six minutes apart, but there were a few times where they were spaced out a little longer than that. They made me want to lie on my side in my bed and hide my head under the covers. I was beginning to think . . . maybe this is it . . . but they never became painful. I am really hoping that I know when I go into labor and that I'm not the lady who waits until the last second to go to the hospital because she never thought she was in enough pain . . .
When I woke up this morning, the more intense braxton-hicks contractions were gone and I've just had a few of the regular, non-painful tight braxton-hicks that I have been having for OVER a month. Sigh. I'm sure Bethany will like being swaddled with all of these hugs that she receives on a daily basis from my uterus.
As far as at-home induction methods go . . . we've tried just about all of them, but I will not be drinking any castor oil or primrose oil and I won't jump up and down. She will come on God's time . . . and I just have to be patient!
This morning as Marcus kissed me good-bye on his way to work he said that maybe he would see me sooner rather than later today . . . it would be nice if he is right!