"Don't say no, no, no, no-no;
Just say yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah;
And we'll go, go, go, go-go.
If you're ready, like I'm ready."
Just say yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah;
And we'll go, go, go, go-go.
If you're ready, like I'm ready."
So today marks the end of week 37 with tomorrow beginning week 38 of our pregnancy. I can't say I've loved being pregnant. I feel like normally, I'm not a big whiner, but being pregnant has made me pretty miserable on a lot of occasions. Still, to know there is a little baby that Brian and I created growing bigger in me everyday makes all the crappy stuff seem worth it. Now I just can't wait to meet the little monster.
Who would have thought that after all the hard months in the beginning, that the last 3 weeks are the hardest. The doctor tells you your baby is fine if its born from such and such a date on, and you think, "WOW, this could happen tonight." And then nothing happens. Or better yet, since you're not really sure what birthing a baby feels like, you think maybe something is happening, wait excitedly to find out, no, its still not time. Every week you go to the doctor hoping they're give you some great news, and its more of the same, "You and the baby look great, keep up the good work."
At this point I can't wait till its go time, but obviously, I have no choice either. I welcome the pain of labor and delivery because at least then I'll know there is a definite time limit on when this kid comes out to us. Until then, we'll keep doing our best to get little Scootie prepared for their exodus.
