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?
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