RIP to my toaster

And I had nothing to do with it. 

Oliver

uodate

If this baby doesn't come before tomorrow [friday] at 8am then COMMENCE INDUCTION! Not my favorite outcome of this lovely pregnancy but it's nice to have a finite end in sight. They'll start with the least chemical method and work up from that. 

I'm hoping this kid hops on the lets get born train and comes before any inducing needs to take place. I've been contracting fairly consistently all night. It's now 5 am and they're still around. Even after trying to distract myself with toast and Game of Thrones [snore]. I should mention that all night means since 1:49 am which is when I woke up. And have been awake since then. I just thought of all the things I need to do. I need to write an instruction sheet out about Lady the idiot. I need to buy bananas. Etc. Also, why is the bananas thing keeping me awake? Seriously brain. Go. To. Sleep. 

Whenever this kid comes, I'm excited. I'm getting a little nervous for the hard parts of labor and recovery but I'm so sooo excited to have this little squirmy out. He's going to be adorable. Plus I won't be pregnant for the first time in a jillion years. Hooray! 

Oh Oliver. Come out please? The 13th is a great day to be born. Just ask Alivia [happy birthday Alivia!], aunt Carrie your great aunt Carrie I guess.., and all the other people that were born today. Not a bad one in the bunch. 

I should try and sleep. I hear that's going to be hard to come by in the next couple months. 

This happened yesterday. I couldn't believe I could button it. Especially after my belly grew 3cm from last week. Wwwhat?!? Also ignore the dog remote. We've been taking this obedience thing a lot more seriously now that our little guy will be here any day. She has to learn that she can't superman whatever she wants. And no butt runs in the house. Dang I wish I had video evidence of a butt run. It's simultaneously the funniest and stupidest thing that Lady does. 

41

41 weeks.  That was the belly picture I never thought I'd be taking.  I took it.  It's big, the belly that is.  This baby will come out eventually.  Until then, I'd like to go into hiding.  Great news though!  The sun is shining.  It's 50 degrees out.  The windows are open and the dog is napping happily in the sun.  It's beautiful out!  It'd be a great day to be born I think.

Lady finds the bump convenient for snuggling.  She will miss it.

Sigh...

in which my dog destroys her neon green bone to make me crazy

Seriously.  I get the dustbuster out to clean up those tiny green particles that she spreads across the carpeting and she goes right back at it.  It's like she has a vendetta against clean floors.  Actually, I'm pretty sure that's 100% true.  Shame on me for buying her the neon green bone I guess...

Have I mentioned I'm still pregnant?  According to the midwives I'm 40 weeks and 3 days pregnant today.  But in my heart, I know I'm 39 weeks and 5 days pregnant, so stick that in your ear midwives.  But don't, because you're so kind.  The one I met with today told me not to even worry about talking about induction until next week.  She and the other midwife are convinced that this little guy will come on his own terms.  I guess they would know better than me.  I don't let them tell me my progress when they check me because I don't want to get all up in my head about it and stall labor more.  Or just be crazy about it.  

I'm thankful that he waited for me to finish my exam for school.  I got a 90 on it, and not to be braggy, but I feel pretty bombass about that.  I'm technically "overdue" and I was able to get an A on a test in a very hard class.  Boom.  But now that that's out of the way, let's get things going kid!  I even got ahead in my other class last night to try and be ahead of the game.  For the record, what is it about 1 credit classes being the biggest time suck of all?  What a joke.  The hoops that I have to jump through to earn one credit makes me want to go crazy.  Hopefully I can get far enough ahead so as to finish this class early.  Fingers crossed.  

Justin is getting antsy for our baby to arrive too.  Every morning he asks me if today is the day.  And every morning I say with quite a lot of conviction that no, it isn't.  I have no idea when this kid will come, just that everyone is starting to drive me crazy by asking.  Especially the pastor, whose calls I have been ignoring for weeks.  Those ones bother me the most.  

If I don't have this baby tomorrow, I'm getting myself some Fro-yo.  It's going to be delicious.  Peanut butter and espresso please.

Is that weird?

zen

Today marks 40 weeks pregnant. 40 weeks is 10 months. That's almost a year. Today marks 40 weeks pregnant and I'm 99% sure I will be pregnant when I wake up tomorrow. And for the first time in almost a year, I'm fine with that. 

I'm in awe that I made it all the way to the end. At 29 weeks I was scared he'd come any day. I beat myself up and asked the cosmos why my body wasn't made for pregnancy? Why couldn't I do this? But today I'm 40 weeks pregnant. And I did it. My body can be pregnant. It can grow a healthy, wild, funny little boy all the way until whenever that boy decides to join us on the outside. He's so much like both Justin and me already it's almost eerie. And the fact that I can pin point his certain personality traits is eerie too. But we've spent almost a year together. Both of us growing and changing simultaneously. He's active like his dad. An early riser like his dad. He's fiercely stubborn like both of us. And he absolutely will not be rushed, like his mother. I feel like we're on the same page today. He's saying to me, "mom I'm coming, just give me some time." And I know what that means. He'll get here when he's supposed to. I'm completely at peace with that. Namaste pregnancy. 

Namaste Lady too.