(almost) 40 weeks

Forgive me for the gaps in posts.  I have been busy staring at my hospital bag in hopes that a whole Field of Dreams thing would happen–ya know, “If you pack it, he will come.” Yeah, not so much. I do not feel like I am ever going to go into labor. In fact, I feel pretty good. I can’t believe I just wrote that but it is true. Sure I am not sleeping more than an hour at a time and my throat feels like it is on fire if I am not constantly chugging water but it is not that bad. Honestly, I felt much more uncomfortable last week. Now, my mother and mother-in-law seem to think that feeling great is a sign I am about to go into labor. But last week feeling nauseous every day was a sign I was about to go into labor to them. Using their theories I concluded that I am going to be pregnant forever. 😉

Last week when I went to my 39 week doctor’s appointment, we did confirm two things: my baby brings a whole new meaning to “baby got back” and my cervix is C-L-O-S-E-D for business at the moment. That’s right. Not even a measly centimeter. And my bump is as high as Cheech and Chong (minus the drugs, of course). Seriously I am showing NO signs of labor other than the occasional Braxton Hicks contraction. I did, however, have my first “sneeze pee.” That was fun.

If I don’t go into labor by Thursday, my doctor wants to schedule an induction for next week sometime. Until then you can find me staring at my hospital bag, eating all of the pineapple and spicy food I can find, and taking the occasional waddle walk.


the hospital bag

I am about to head to the doctor’s for my 39 week appointment so I will definitely be blogging again soon with an update. I am a little nervous my little guy flipped back into the breech position so I am definitely twiddling my thumbs waiting to get there and find out if he turned back. Speaking of twiddling my thumbs, I started packing my hospital bag weeks ago in anticipation that I would go into labor soon after the ECV procedure. Yeah, not so much. My little dude is not ready to arrive yet. I don’t really blame him. His current home is like a 24 hour buffet while floating in a warm pool. I might want to stay too. But when he arrives, I want to have all I need at the hospital with me so Reg doesn’t have to take any trips home.

I have most of the basics that experts recommend: nightgown for me, nursing bras, going home outfit for baby boy (and me), camera, toiletries, slippers and socks, receiving blankets, chargers for cell phone and camera.

Now I need a little help from my fellow mamas out there. What do you wish you had brought to the hospital? Was there anything you brought with you that you absolutely did not need? If you could help me out, I would really appreciate it. Thank you 🙂


UPDATE: Baby boy is still head down. We have also confirmed that he has a huge booty, thus my confusion. He is bringing a whole new meaning to the saying “baby got back.” 😉

baby update


First of all, Happy 4th of July! I hope you are enjoying your time with family and friends and have some fun plans with yummy eats. We are laying low over here but more on that later. Second, thank you for all of your kind words on my last post. The whole experience was scary but it made me appreciate this pregnancy even more and fall even more in love with my baby. I am happy to report that baby boy is healthy and thriving.I had to go back to the hospital for a non stress test but he passed in about 30 minutes. Now I am just waiting to go into labor.

In the meantime, I came down with a horrible cold since I left the hospital and have barely been able to get out of bed (or blog apparently). After spending the last 4 nights with a humidifier and Vick’s rub all over my chest, I am finally starting to feel better. I really want this cold to go away because I feel like I could go into labor at any moment. In addition to feeling really weak from my cold, ever since we left the hospital I have been having infrequent contractions, intense low back pain, and nausea reminiscent of the first trimester. Plus, it is 100 degrees outside and anytime I leave my house I feel like I am going to pass out. I have loved being pregnant–truly, but I think at this point, I am ready to have this baby. The nursery is done, the car seat is installed. Everything I could possibly organize has been organized and then organized some more. We are ready when you are baby boy.