Tomorrow, I'll be 40 weeks pregnant.

That is something I never thought I would say.  Ever.  Not with this pregnancy and not with Carter.  But, tomorrow, I will be 40 weeks pregnant with another breech baby boy.  Dejavu anyone? Holy mother of sweet baby Jesus on the cross. 

Tomorrow, I will give birth to a fuller-than-full term infant.  He'll probably wear 3-6 month clothes and size 2 diapers.  Not really.  No one is concerned about his size except his mother who is sick and tired of carrying him around.

I've already ranted via Twitter because I don't think anyone reads this anymore, but due to an insurance/scheduling/panic-inducing snafu, my previously scheduled c-section which was to have occurred on Monday, 8/30, was re-scheduled to tomorrow.  At a different hospital.  Nothing like waiting til the last minute, huh?  Yeah, that's what this baby said, too.

I had an NST (non-stress test) yesterday at my appointment and was pleased to see that I was contracting, but they weren't strong enough for me to feel.  Today, I can feel them, but they're irregular and usually correspond with the feeling of feet in my crotch.  So, I'm trying to stay off my feet as much as possible.  My poor son has watched entirely too much tv today and is currently dancing to Yo Gabba Gabba.  WHAT HAVE I DONE???

So, my plans for the evening include a decent home-cooked meal, finishing last-minute packing and getting a good night's sleep.  Then tomorrow, I will starve and have unquenchable thirst until after this sweet baby is forcibly removed from my body around noon.

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Amber Beauchamp said...

I still read! Congrats to you, Clint, and Big Brother Carter! I can't wait to see your new little man and know what his name is!! :)

Junie!! said...

i still read! it shows up in my goo-goo reader when you post!!!

girl, you are amazing. more woman than I!

another baby!!! yay!

paul smith said...

keep posting