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Thirty Freakin' Four! In a way I feel like I've been pregnant forever (seeing a we went public last EASTER!), but in another way I feel like this baby is growing at an alarmingly fast rate and she will be here before we're ready.

I have six weeks left....give or take (hopefully take!) a few days.  Because I was ten days early with Silas I am assuming (which is a super dumb thing to do) that I will go early with this one, too.  Here I am imagining being in the hospital over Thanksgiving when in reality it could be mid December before anything significant happens.

I've gotten two good words of advise as of late that I am taking to heart:

1) Read the c-section part of the book.
   I am not planning on having a C and I do not desire to have a C, but I realize that emergencies happen and I am keeping an open mind.  A friend of mine had an emergency C and since she didn't read that section of the book she was totally thrown for a loop. The less loops the better :)

2) Be ready just in case she comes suuuper early.
     My chiropractor's wife had one of her babies 6 weeks early and they had nothing ready and, again, were thrown for a loop.  I don't have any bags packed, but I could whip something together pretty fast if I had to....and baby G's clothes are all washed so we're good in that department!

And my own word of advise that I continually remind myself: Keep an open mind! It would be great if this was a fast and drug free labor and delivery...you know, like in the movies, where the ladies pace the hallways during contractions and 'just breathe'.  Last time the sweet nurses tried to get me to drape over a birthing ball to ease my back labor.  I managed to get my upper body on the ball, but is draping humanly possibly during furious contractions?! We'll see how intense the contractions are this time around and if they are crashing in as fast as before I'll shamelessly be asking for a big needle in my spine!!  As for getting induced-- right now I say I would pass on that and just let nature take its course....but ask me when I'm 42 weeks pregnant, swollen and about to explode and I may be begging to be hooked up to a Petocin drip right then and there! So my birth plan is...survival!

Although I feel so much better at this point in the game than I did with Silas I am still starting to get uncomfortable.  Sleeping at night is hit or miss.  I feel like my limbs fall asleep numerous times a night.  I vaguely remember this with Silas. And to be honest, it might all be in my head.  I swear I woke up in the middle of the night and my left pointer finger as tingling. Is that even possible??

Toys are also scattered around the house because I just can't seem to justify using the energy to bend down and pick them up.  I usually just kick them into a pile and call it organized! I have definitely neglected to put socks on myself or Silas more times than I care to admit because I couldn't find it in me to walk up two flights of stairs just to get a pair of socks.  Today I was playing outside with Silas in capri pajama pants and Dansko shoes without socks. Plus the maternity sweater that barely covered my belly and Joe's bubble vest and you have quite the sight :-) Hey, at least my kid was dressed cute!