37 2/7

Just another way of saying I am 37 weeks and 2 (out of 7) days pregnant.  The doc said all is well.  She was an interesting character to say the least.  I was in the office a total of 11 minutes.  Hummmm...they will not check my cervix until next week.  I am guessing that's b/c I have no signs of labor.  Great news for us...Daddy is busy at work until Sunday evening/night.  So we are staying put- I promise :)  lol.

I told her about how there's intense pressure on my pubic bone and she said that's normal.  Then when she measured my belly (only 1 cm behind this week- we are catching up and I'm praying this catching up doesn't create stretch marks...ggggrrrrrrr...) she felt the baby's head.  She said, "Yup, nice and low.  Right there on your pubic bone."  Ugh.  It HURTSSSSS!  Have I mentioned that before?  

I've decided the end of pregnancy has to suck.  I'm just happy that I didn't have to be miserable for much else.  Otherwise, doing this three more times would not be possible. However, I know that I may not be as lucky with those in the future.  Best news is I don't have to think about that for a couple years!  

I meandered through Cater's after my appointment and found myself in the boys section again.  I wasn't even going there to look, just a return.  Subliminal messages sent from my uterus or Mike's voice in the back of my head saying, "It's a boy.  No doubt."?  Who knows!  Ah!

I shall enjoy a relaxing weekend putting my feet up and sleeping as much as I possibly can : P  I know these quiet days are coming to an end.  And it's bittersweet.  I cannot wait to hold my very own being...made from the one I love the most and myself.  It's been a journey.  One I will never forget.  These are our last few weeks as a duo...then we'll be a trio and have more responsibility and become less selfish.  Our time will always be shared.  It's both amazing and scary.  I like our duo.  But it's parenthood and that's something we're always dreamed about.  Dreams are coming true for us...one at a time!