With 11 days left until the “due date”… I am feeling:
- anxious
- nervous
- excited
- hopeful
- happy
- impatient
and almost all other emotions about the impending birth of our daughter. It is amazing how productive this “nesting” thing can make you though.
I have cleaned, washed, scoured and organized more in my house in the past couple of weeks than I believe I’ve ever done in any given year. And I don’t feel like I am finished. This whole “don’t over do it” thing keeps getting in my way… because my body reminds me quickly when I am over doing it.
This week, my last sonogram didn’t come with a nice picture (sadly). The reason is because her head is in position to deliver and hard to see with a sonogram. Out of all the reasons in the world, I guess that is a pretty good one that I won’t argue with. However, I did learn that with 11 days to go she is:
- 8 POUNDS 6 ounces
- Her body is in the 70+ percentile
- Her head is very round and in teh 90th percentile.
- Is doing very well in general.
All this is fine and dandy… especially the healthy part… but I was REALLY hoping for a tiny little baby to give birth to. I will begin hoping for a very short labor with very powerful drugs. Please… help me visualize this 
The “popper” has finally popped all the way out. Hubby thinks it could go a little further out (we will see if it does), but it looks like it sticks pretty far out to me.
The swelling has continued and I am still getting up about every two hours to go to the bathroom at night.
I did get a new car. A Pontiac Vibe (very cute, even though it is TECHNICALLY a wagon). Hubby took over my truck since his is in DESPERATE need of TLC.
A few things at work (not quite blogworthy yet) have worked out in my favor, which I am relieved by.
Overall I cannot complain. Things are going really well and I feel very grounded and happy. I do love it when things work out this way.
In re-reading this entry, it sounds very “Hallmark”… I do apologize for that. I’ll post something dark, quirky or perverted soon… I promise. In the mean time, just refer back to the pornaments.
