38 Weeks

The most pregnant I've ever been.  Today I am 38 weeks, 5 days along.  I had Farrah at 38 weeks, 2 days.  I was nervous each time I got up to pee the night before I was 38 weeks, 2 days, thinking my water would break just the same as before.  I went to my appointment on Monday and was told I was 2.5 cm dilated.  My doctor said that was a pretty big jump.  She also said I was spotting.  She said, "It's fair game any day now."  My doctor won't be on-call this weekend, but will be there throughout the week.  She said the head feels down and the baby's heart rate was 154.  I weighed in at 150.2 lbs, and my blood pressure was 102/82.  She gave me the okay to take Claritin for allergies and let me know it was personal preference as far as bringing Farrah with us the morning of the C-section, if no baby has arrived prior to next Monday.

It's strange knowing these are my last days being pregnant, ever.  I want to remember and embrace each internal (and external) movement of the child in my womb, but at the same time, I am extremely ready to have my body back.  I have slowed down to the extreme.

I can't wait to run.  To hop on the four wheeler and go.  To be fun and energetic.  To be able to get up and down off the floor easily.  To chase Farrah through the house, or give her a horsey ride down the hall.  To not have to groan and wonder how I'll ever pick up the dropped chip or item of laundry that I dropped or see on the floor.

So...I'm ready.  I'm ready to hold Augusta in my arms, to look at her, and to adjust to our new and final "This is Us."

My mom brought out Augusta's crib, and it looks wonderful in Farrah's room.  Farrah has been loving playing in the crib with her babies, and she even napped in it over the weekend.  My little girl who is about to become a big sister.  That is something I never was...until the age of 13 when I was in a much different phase of life.  I think she's going to be amazing.  I know she will be.

I have been feeling lower back aches and some headaches, as well as having an increased amount of nausea and indigestion the last few days.  And pressure.  That's the pressure I keep hearing about.  When I get up or walk, I feel the pressure.

I am hoping I go into labor anytime between now and Saturday.  It would be great timing since we have the kids through Sunday morning, and frankly, I'm tired and exhausted and ready and full of lack of motivation.  My bags are packed and the car seat is installed.  It's really just a 4-day wait for me at this point.  Aside from Kylie's band concert and Kaden's baseball practice tonight, Keane wanting to go get our downstairs doors from Menards and take Kaden's buck to the taxidermist this weekend, plans to hang out at our lake Saturday in the projected 93 degree weather, and the fact that my mom and sister are both off work on Monday, tonight or tomorrow would be ideal.

Work celebrated me and our upcoming baby with a shout-out at the elementary's morning assembly, cupcakes, and adorable gifts consisting of a hooded towel, a crocheted hat and bloomer set, and a toy!