I really need to go into labor. Like now. Between an impossible upcoming project at work and the fact that I don't fit in maternity clothes anymore, I am running out of reasons to motivate me to leave the house.
The doctor has informed me that 80% of babies come within one week of their due dates. This was not the information I was hoping for. She did, however, tell me that she won't let me go beyond 41 weeks, so there is a light (it is dim, but it is there) at the end of this tunnel.
I have been crazy busy with school work these last couple of weeks, so I know I haven't been on the Internet as much as I normally would be, but I like to think of it as sparing you from the boring monotony that has become my life. Heartburn, sciatica, homework, peeing on myself, financial worries, cleaning the apartment. When does this life get glamorous?
I'll talk to you guys later.
I think the glamour comes in about 18 years when you get to turn yourextra bedroom into a spa!
Posted by: Sarah at February 24, 2006 09:23 PM
Umm, 5 weeks now? I'll pray she comes just a tiny bit early. Early enough so that you don't go nutso, late enough to be round and healthy!
Posted by: halloweenlover at February 28, 2006 11:11 PM
Glamorous... hahaha - that made me laugh.
Posted by: MoMMY at March 1, 2006 02:23 PM
Here's hoping she comes late enough that she's fine on her own but early enough to make you comfortable soon. Good luck with all the school and work things!
Posted by: Jessie at February 24, 2006 08:47 AM