37 Weeks

I think this is the first time I didn't write a weekly update post since I found out I was pregnant. Everything is fine! I haven't had the baby yet! Things have just been CRAZY hectic here. I've had appointments and plans every single day, it's been raining most of the time, and I am trying to keep the house clean and prepared for us to leave at a moment's notice for the hospital... but no matter how much I do, it seems like there is always more that needs to be done.

This week alone, so far, I had a breastfeeding class, 37 week checkup, meeting with our doula, dentist appointment, prenatal dance class, pediatrician meet-and-greet, Nym groomer appointment, a three-hour-long salon appointment, and spent time with a few friends.

My hands, feet, and even face are a little swollen. I can't walk without waddling. I made Eric paint my toenails the other night, because 1. I don't want totally gross toes when the doctors and nurses need to be right next to them to deliver my baby, and 2. I can't bend over to do it myself. It feels like I'm squishing my insides whenever I bend over. Every time I stand up, it feels like Baby Mazz is going to fall out of my uterus, seriously (if only it were that easy...). At my checkup, the doctor said I'm 2cm dilated, 80% effaced, and 0 station, so he is engaged and sitting right on my pelvic bones. It feels like he is headbutting me on the inside, and it is not comfortable at all.

That being said, both the doctor and my doula said they don't think Baby Mazz will be overdue. But, I COULD sit like this til my due date and beyond. There is no way to know for sure.

And now, I am not feeling so well. I think I pushed myself a little too hard the past several days. So here I sit, napping, resting, and sharing apple slices with Nym in between my loads of laundry, trying to chill and cursing my shitty immune system.

I guess that's all for now.