Anyway, right now Mark and I are waiting on little man to get here. We are ready and not ready all at the same time. I am ok with him coming sooner on some aspects because I am tired of being so stinkin' uncomfortable all the time. 37 weeks is finally here, and that means to me time to done. . . I know, I know, babies tend to have their own schedule, believe me I know how many of my friends have been induced a week late because their baby was content. I am just still holding out for sooner rather than later. But then on the other hand, I know once he is here life as I knew it will be over and that makes me nervous. Once again it is the same nervous we had right before we got married but on a slightly larger scale. . .
We go to the doctor again this next Tuesday and he is going to check me to see if there is any change (*shudders*). I am looking forward to knowing if there is any difference or if we are anywhere close, but these things are not my favorite thing ever, really I hate it. However, such things are necessary to get a baby here. We also need to travel to town to pick up last minute items, mostly nursing things, and a few other items like a playmat, and bumbo and maybe a moby. We shall see.
One thing for sure