39 weeks...

...and I am certain that this baby is going to stay inside of me until she is 18 and then pop out and go to college.  Her due date is in like 4 days (not including today) and there is no sign that she is wanting to come into this world anytime soon.  I know I don't need "signs" and that she can just come whenever, but still.  I am SO over being pregnant.  I am over the pains, and the sleepless nights and hating the world.  I know I will probably miss being pregnant when I'm not, but as of now, stick a fork in me, I...AM...DONE. 

38 weeks...

Guess who has two thumbs and is a bad blogger?  THIS GIRL!  Anyways, yeah, 38 weeks and Bre is showing no sign of wanting to come into this world anytime soon.  With everything evil happening in the world, can I really blame her?  No...but I don't care.  Haha.  SHE DOES NOT HAVE A CHOICE!  If I have to live here, so does she.  I got my test results back and everything is NEGATIVE.  The doctor I talked with said I had a "boring pregnancy and everything was perfect".  Psssssh.  I made the comment on how it felt like the baby was never going to come and probably be stubborn and come after her due date, and the doctor told me: "It's looking like it".  WHO SAYS THAT?!!!  Whore.  I don't get why this baby does not want to come out and stretch her little arms and legs.  I mean, she HAS to be cramped.  Fetal position is nice and all, but how long can it really be that comfortable?  Nate is out in the field right now, which means sleepless nights for me (if I could even have more sleepless nights than I already do). Side note, Snickers has been stalking me all day, and right now is no different.  She is just sitting here on the floor staring at me, and to be honest, it's kinda freaking me out.  Weird ass dog.  Anyways, yeah.  I have like 12 days 'til my due date, and I dunno.  I know the baby will come when she is ready, and I still have 12 days, and babies come without any warning sometimes, but DAMN GINA!  I am ready now!  Well not really, because the thought of pushing a watermelon out of my hoohah scares the bajeebus out of me, but....if every other woman in the world can do it, than so can I [insert Rosie the Riveter image here]!  I am however over the extreme upper back pain that can only be resolved laying down flat, the stretching and pulling feeling that the skin on my belly has, the not being able to clean or do pretty much anything else without feeling exhausted, and pretty much everything else associated with being pregnant.  So 12 days...(in the words of Chris Brown)...LEGGO. 

37 weeks.

Gah.  I am getting REALLY BAD at remembering this blog!  Anyways, not really much is going on.  I went to my OB appointment today and ended up having high blood pressure.  So I had to get blood drawn, and starting tomorrow I have to pee into a container for 24 hours.  I am also on bed rest for awhile.  I will get to talk to a doctor about the results Friday.  I am sooo read for this baby to come out, and I am all for her coming early, but not on a bad note.  So we will see.  Nate is gone in the field for the next 2 weeks, so I am a lone wolf in all this right now.  We'll see...I will post more later this week with the results.

36 weeks!

...AKA 4 weeks to go!  I know 4 weeks isn't that long to go, but it sure as hell seems like it right now.  Especially when my days are dragging by.  I don't sleep at all anymore during the night, so basically my rest comes in the form of a daytime nap.  Blah.  My upper back is sore ALL THE TIME, and I get exhausted from doing nothing!  And guess who is back to peeing 24-7?!  This girl.  I know that once Bre is here I won't be getting much sleep, but at least I know the sleep I do get will be able to be with me SLEEPING ON MY BELLY!  I miss it soooo much, and am sooo excited about being able to do that again soon.  So, I am starting to go to the doctor's 3 times a week now.  WOOT...not.  Once a week for my weekly OB visit, and then twice a week for my no stress test (NST).  It is going to be a hassle, but whatever it takes for her to be healthy I guess.  Speaking of doing things for her, next week I have to switch from Lovenox (which is one shot a day), to Heparin (which is 2 shots a day).  Reason being that Heparin can be reversed with medicine, and Lovenox cannot be (so I can get an epidural, or if I need surgery or whatever).  Oh joys.  Who is jealous of me now?!  No takers?  Well, poop.  Meh...I guess that is it for now.  Until next time, this is miserable me signing out...

35 weeks...

Wows.  Well as of today I am 35 weeks along with only 33 days to go.  Where the EFF has time gone...seriously?!  Between having to roll off my bed and/or couch, my left leg feeling restless in the morning, the upper back pain, Bre deciding that her foot just HAS to be up in my rib all the time and the constant urge to pee all the time again...I am doin' just peachy keen...not.  I know it is still too early for me to say this, but...I AM READY FOR THIS BABY TO BE OUT OF ME!!!  I am so completely miserable right now, and I still have 5 weeks to go!  It is only going to get worse from here!  I can't lay flat anymore, or even somewhat elevated like I was because then I have the hardest time breathing or catching my breath.  Last night I had to sleep pretty much sitting up, which let me tell you, is NOT comfortable or fun.  I guess that is it for my bitching...for now...

34 weeks...

Not really much going on this week.  Went to my regular monthly OB visit on Thursday, and the doc I had manhandled the area above my pelvis area and said: "Yep, feels like a head!".  Thank you doctor.  Yesterday Nate and I could clearly feel what we believe to be Breahna's ass on the right side of my stomach up under my ribs.  We assume this since we know she is head down, and we know her leg is always up in my rib.  It's like this big handful mass feeling thing, so yeah.  We go Wednesday to my high risk doctor, so hopefully we will get to see her again in 4D.  After this next week, there will pretty much just be a month left until Bre's arrival.  It's excited and scary all at the same time!  I don't really have much to say, so this shall be the end of this for now.

33 weeks...

...and 49 days to go!  Less than 50 days is CRAZY!  Ahhhh!  Haha.  I have also reached my 30 lb mark today, which I was not hoping to go over, but...meh.  Everyone keeps telling me how "tiny" I am, and yada-yada, so hopefully you can't really tell.  Um...I have pretty much become a miserable bitch, and poor Nate gets the majority of my wrath.  So if you're reading this baby:  I'M SORRY!  Hahahahaha...he really is an amazing guy for a.) putting up with me in general, and b.) putting up with me while pregnant.  I have come to the conclusion that Breahna is a secret ninja for the CIA or government or something, because this lil' lady is always beating my insides up.  Especially my right rib area.  I enjoy feeling her move sooo much, but I cannot wait til the day that I do not have to feel her foot kicking the shit out of my ribs anymore!  I also can't wait for the day that I can finally lay on my stomach again!  So, plans on first night home goes: sleeping on my belly and having an alcoholic beverage.  Nothing to get drunk or buzzed off of, just one drink...don't judge me monkey!  Um....I can't believe it's the middle of July already!  These past 8 months have gone by SUPER fast, I can't even believe it!  I have been debating how comical and sitcom worthy my life is going to be after having Bre, that I might start a new blog to showcase my awesome days!  We will see how I feel of course after actually having her and if my sanity is still somewhat in tact.  Meh....