another boring update

Yeah- NOTHING is happening. Well not quite nothing, but close to it. My fake Braxton Hicks contractions have kicked up a tad and are getting stronger but nothing to get excited over they are like 1 an hour if that. I walked the track last night during Brock's gymnastics for 45 min and was having some GOOD hard cx's and they continued after I got home about every 3 min but weren't getting harder or anything and then they just stopped 2 hours later. Went walking again this morning and nothing... So yeah- 12 days to go. I'm ok with that- I just really didn't want to be induced. Sure I like the planning aspect of being able to have everything in order and babysitters lined up and yada yada but I HATE pitosin with a violent passion and I desperately wanted the whole excitement of my water breaking or pulling the whole- "honey- it's time" stuff. Maybe I just want my body to do it on it's own... (I dream of things I haven't had, just because I haven't had them...... I'm sure there's some big psychological study somewhere in there.)

Anyways- I digress. Kids are good, life is good. Dan's got the nervous barfs again- he gets them before every kid. He's a stress person... (If you don't know us well enough to understand all that, then ask me later or just don't worry about it...) And me, I'm just tired of waiting. And I HATE the teasing braxton hicks that every so often will act like they are turning into labor and then they just stop. So rude!

Oh and another random thing, this child is so chill during the day- sometimes I freak out because I don't feel it move very often. But the SECOND I lie down in bed it's like a frog in a blender. I swear we're gonna have a heck of a time trying to get this kid to know day from night... Dan made the weirdest comment last night about how he heard that you should put the baby in a pillow case or sleeping bag or something and swing them around a few times and that's supposed to set them straight and apparently help their behavior too. I about peed my pants laughing and he was dead serious that he heard that. Don't worry- Dan will be going no where near my child with a pillow case or sleeping bag... It was just funny.

Now I'm just blabbing.... But there ya go. I'll be 38 weeks tomorrow. Not too terribly uncomfortable. Sure I waddle and don't sleep all that good but I'm not dying of discomfort. I think I've started losing weight. Maybe just a pound or two. Probably from all this walking trying to evict the babe. But I don't think I'll hit the famous 50 pound mark this pregnancy. I think I've stalled out at 45. We'll see though... Like I said I still have 12 days to gain those extra 5 pounds haha... And I'm bummed about no labor enough that I'm indulging my cravings. Like I ate 1/2 a pineapple last night. (sure it's healthy- but man it did a number on my guts! not the smartest move) And I've been craving donuts again.... So we'll see about those 50 pounds haha... All that yummy chocolate and candy for Valentines day has been calling my name....

Anyways- that's another boring update from the big pregnant lady. 12 days or less until we meet this mystery child! Woo hoo!