{ Week 36 }

Alright little man, this week your mamma is ready. Not because I want you out of me and can't take anymore but because the anticipation is killing me. I don't know when I will go into labor, how I will go into labor, where I will be, where your daddy will be, if he will make it home in time to take me to the hospital or if I will have to find another way to get there, how labor will go...I know nothing and that drives me insane. The other reason I am ready is because I keep day dreaming about those first moments after your birth.  I can just close my eyes and almost picture you laying on my chest moments after coming into this whole new world.  I can see you adjusting to breathing air and squinting and frowning from the bright light of this new place.  I truly cannot wait for all of that.  I cannot wait to meet you and see you and just hold you in my arms.  There is no way for me to describe how much love I have for you already…and I haven’t even met you.

Chances are you will make it to 40 weeks and I am worrying now for nothing but there is a chance you can come early...like any day early. It’s that that scares me. Personally, I think you will be right on time or late. You are a slug a total lazy slug so I don't see you coming out early. I think making your debut would require far too much effort on your party and you are going to post up in these tight quarters for as long as you possibly can. I mean think about it, once you get out there will be no more pumpkin pie, jalapenos, tuna sandwiches, fruit snacks...none of that goodness that I am feeding you now. Why would you want to give up a warm, comfy home that also allows you to sample all the goodies your piggy mommy is eating?

My next appointment is Monday. We are going to get an idea of how big you are and if mommy is dilated at all. Maybe then we will see if your time to vacate is coming!