So I'm a little past 38wks preggers and I'm already tired of it. Who am I kidding I was tired of it weeks ago and I've still (at a min) got at least one more week til my due date. I had a check up this past Friday ad good news is I was showing SOME progression in the dialate/effacing (for all you non-mommies that's a good thing) which as my sister lovingly told me "we'll that's further than I ever was!" My giant baby has found that his favorite place to hang out is bouncing his ginormous noggin off my cervix which causes this mommy to keel over wherever she might be standing or sitting.
Right now munchkin is in the midst of what I like to refer as his mid morning freak out. He has run out of space and thus must stretch and jab and kick and wiggle just to make sure there is no possible inch that hasn't been taken up by baby. It's usually not bad until he throws an elbow or knee (I don't really know its just pointy) in my side, which much like the head bumps to the cervix also cause me to stop what I'm doing and talk to me stomach in a stern voice "what are you doing in there?!"
Oh! And icing on the cake- the other pregnant lady in my shop who is due two days before me went into labor yesterday. So needless to say, Baby Daddy and I had Chipotle for lunch, a big bunch of pineapple for dessert, and I'm downing raspberry leaf tea like its going out of style!
Oh! AND it SNOWED yesterday ?! WTF March?!

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