2 weeks ago when I saw my doctor, I was 2 cm and about 50%. Last time I went I was still the same. So, here I am 40 weeks pregnant and wondering what in the world he will say on Monday. It's just a waiting game now. A few days ago, on my birthday, I thought I was going to have the baby. Around 2pm I started to have contractions about 5 min. (sometimes closer) apart until about 6pm. They were uncomfortable but nothing that was bothering me. We went to the pumpkin patch with some friends and rode on the bumpiest hay ride. I thought for sure that would keep them going. Then at 6pm they became strong and were 3 minutes apart. I was putting things together, cleaning up a few things, and then decided to put Elley to bed and leave. As soon as Elley was in bed I came downstairs and they stopped. How frustrating is that? Adam was so bummed that he had to go to work the next day , But I told him to zip it because I was the one who still had to be pregnant. If only for one day he could be pregnant. Well, that is the closest we have been and nothing since. Hopefully I have progressed some more and it will be any day now.
This is us at the pumpkin patch again. It is a fun little patch and would go even more times if I could. This is the bumpy hay ride...and don't I look fat? I know, I know...that the stupidest thing I could say because I'm supposed to be fat, but I think you forget how puffy everything gets in the last few months and weeks of pregnancy.
These are the beautiful flowers my friend Shelli and Adam got me. I asked Adam if he got me pink flowers because he thinks we are having a girl. They're pretty, I love having flowers on my table.
2 comments:
Hush lady...you look great! And soon you will feel great! :) Ahhh...the joy of being able to breath and bend over again.
how are you doing? i hope you are surviving okay... being 40 weeks prego is not the best way to go through life! yikes.
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