So now, the time is near. We are at 35 weeks 4 days. I can't believe how quickly it has all gone. This belly of mine has certainly rounded itself out and our little mister makes himself very well known pretty much all the time.
The past few weeks have been pretty boring. Just the NSTs and weekly visits, all which have gone pretty smashingly. I have only gained 19 lbs (okay, well, today it was 21, but I have fluctuated between 19 and 21 the past 5 weeks, so I am going with 19...) My blood pressure looks great, usually about 100/60's. Sugars are what they are. I have had the most trouble in this third trimester of any of my pregnancies, but it is not completely out of whack. I have only had 2 days of swelling - more of that will come after Jack Jack gets here; it always does.
And today, Dr. Lupton gave me the Rx for the Heparin. I turned it in and will start taking it over the weekend or the very beginning of next week. It is a two-a-day shot instead of just one, but really, what is one more shot at this point?
And then I asked THE question: "What happens if I go into labor between now and the 13th?" Dun, dun, dun, duh.... Answer: "We'll deliver you."
What the heck? How can that be? How is it possible that at any time within the next 14 days, I could be having this baby? Is anyone else as NOT ready for that as me? 'Cause I am WAY not ready for that. Am I ready to be able to take a shower without feeling winded? Sure. Am I ready to wear my comfy jeans again? Why not? But am I ready to add another member to this family? Uh... we don't have any receiving blankets or burp cloths!!! How can I be ready for this without receiving blankets or burp cloths? (and my mother says "well, you've still got two weeks" - News flash lady: Apparently, maybe not!)
Really, I am ready. I am just a little freaked out. The surgery, honestly scares the crap out of me. And I know I have been so blessed before to have fantastic little babies, so I am just hoping my luck has not run out. I just have to remember I am not breast feeding, so I CAN take the happy pills if Jack Jack comes out being Damien instead of an angel. (Humor folks, it's all I've got left).
So now, I am off to go pack my bag. I guess I should get it ready because anytime this thing could happen, and the last thing I need is to have to explain to Jim where the travel sized toiletries are. If I get real industrious before the baby gets here, maybe there will be one more baby belly picture to add, but let's not get ahead of ourselves now. :)
