Lady of Leisure...Kinda

So last Wednesday was my official last day of work, and as you can see by my lack of blog posts, I've been enjoying myself. Sleeping in, making big breakfasts, taking naps, gardening, cleaning and just enjoying life has been the best experience. It also allows me to spend more time with Bobby in between his shifts at work, and that alone is amazing. I think we are both starting to realize that we aren't ever going to be alone again. That is both a comforting/sweet and scary thought.

Other than being a complete lady of leisure for the past 7 days, I've actually started to get regular contractions. They come about every 45 minutes, and aren't painful at all. It's great to know that my body knows what it is supposed to do, and that it is progressing naturally, but it is still pretty terrifying to think that in a few short days, I actually have to go through with this. I don't even want to talk about it. Lets just ignore that subject for now.

At my last appointment, I found out that I was 2 cm dilated, and 80% effaced. So, a little bit of progress from the week before, but not as much as I'd hoped. I'm just an impatient person though, so its no surprise that I am getting anxious. I think that after all the contractions I've been having, my appointment on Wednesday (which is also my new due date) will show even more progress. Lets keep our fingers crossed that baby Gunner is finally ready to meet everyone!

2 days until my new due date! HOLY SHIT!

38 weeks!

It is SO BIZARRE that my new due date is NEXT WEEK! I can't even believe that I am almost done being pregnant, and so close to finally meeting my little man! I feel ready. I think... Our house is totally ready for him: the nursery is done, the freezer is packed with food, the bathroom and kitchen cabinets are stuffed with essentials, the bills are paid, my disability foms are filled out, everything is pretty clean, and our hospital bag is packed. Now all I have to do is wrap my head around the idea that I'm going to be someone's mom. That notion is the hardest one I think. The fact that I am an offical, real, functioning adult. With a kid. I know I can do it, but it is really weird. I mean, all of these responsibilities really snuck up on me. I catch myself doing something really adult-like and it makes me do a double take. As I'm washing my DISHES after dinner, after a full day at WORK, and my HUSBAND asks me if I paid the ELECTRICITY, and I say yes, and I also paid the CAR REGISTRATION and ordered new CHECKS, I feel like I'm living someone else's life. I mean, when the heck did I become an adult? Now, with a baby in the mix, I think its really going to seal the whole "I'm old" deal hahaha.

But seriously, I am SO looking forward to hugging and kissing my little bubbies! I've been dreaming about him almost every night. I am just so excited to count his little toes, see his little face, and hear his little voice. I can imagine how much I love him in my head, but I don't think I am really prepared for how much my heart is going to grow the minute they place him on my chest. Its an overwhelming idea that he will be 50% mine, 50% Bobbys and 100% ours. I can't wait to meet him and tell him how much I love him and how long I've been waiting to have him here. He will be my greatest accomplishment, my most prized possession and my greatest joy. This is going to be wild guys, freaking wild.

10 days left until my due date, 3 days left of work, and I'm guessing he is about 19.75 inches and about 7 pounds. Supposedly the size of a leek! 

Its all happening!

I went to my weekly doctor appointment this afternoon, and found out that I am officially 1.5 cm dilated, 60% effaced, and they even moved my due date up by 5 whole days! My doctor is convinced I'm going to deliver early, and said he is putting his money on February 16th! He said my body is already getting ready for labor, and that I most likely won't need to be induced! I am beyond excited, and hope that when I go back next week, I will have made some progress.

As of today, I have 13 days left! HOLY COW!!! Its really happening!!!

37 weeks

Another week has passed, and I am becoming more and more impatient! I am over being pregnant! I want to finally meet my son, claim my body back, not be in pain anymore, and finally feel like myself again.

I'm also really excited to start my maternity leave. If Gunner decides to come on time, I'll have 2 amazing weeks to myself to relax, finish any projects that have been left hanging, and to clean the crap out of my house. Only 5 more working days, and I'm FREE!!!

On another note, this little man must be healthy and growing, because his kicks, punches, stretches and rolls are getting downright painful. Sometimes, he gets so rough in there, that I'm scared he is going to break my water. I'm so glad I only have 3 weeks (or less) of this torture. I think because I had an easy pregnancy tis whole time, all of the symptoms and discomfort are being packed into these last 3 weeks. I woke up last night with such bad heartburn, I really thought I was going to throw up. Plus, he was being a little acrobat, so naturally, I was whining, and being a diva. Lets hope he takes it easy on me these next 3 weeks, I don't know how much more I can handle.

This week, my little bubbas is 19.25 inches long, 6.75 pounds and the size of a swiss chard. 19 more days! AHHH!