Ready to Rumble

39 weeks

So it’s not the most flattering (or least blurry) belly shot I’ve ever taken, but Scott thought it would be funny to jump in front of the camera while I was posing (which amused the hell out of him…the posing part.) I kind of like him being in my picture though, so I’m going with it.    That’s us at 39 weeks.

As of this morning’s appointment, I’m 5 cm dilated, 90% effaced, and the baby is locked and loaded.   My doctor entered the room saying “Man, I can’t believe you haven’t gone into labor yet” and then tried to distract me by telling me my baby has some hair while she stripped my membranes (note: that really effing hurts.)   I told her I was wise to her game, and to kindly remove her forearm from my uterus.

But uh…did you hear those stats?   WTF labor?   I’m pretty sure that’s your cue to start, before my baby just plain falls out.

Here’s the update:

How far along? 39 weeks.
Total weight gain/loss: La la la la la la la…actually, I lost 3 lbs this week.
Stretch marks? Every day this girl stays in leaves me with a few more battle scars.
Sleep: Not so much.
Best moment this week: House-wise, we’re pretty much ready.
Movement: Crazy.
Food cravings: Pineapple.   Apparently I’m very susceptible to the power of suggestion.
Gender: Girl.
Labor Signs: Grrr.
Belly Button in or out? In.
What I miss: Not feeling like my vagina is a time bomb.
What I am looking forward to: Wearing pants.
Weekly Wisdom: Don’t let your doctor psych you out about when you’ll deliver.   She has no idea.   And download Contraction Master if you have an iPhone.   It totally rules.
Milestones: Our beloved Los Angeles Dodgers made it to the post-season.   Maybe our baby will be born on a Dodgers-Take-All year, just like I was.

Take a guess when the girl will arrive HERE.

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