Well, here we are. 40 weeks pregnant. The big due date. I feel like we’ve been talking about “February 26” forever and now it’s here. And the baby isn’t. Oh well. Whatever happens, it can’t be much longer now!
The past couple of days have been a bit challenging. Littleman was home from daycare yesterday due to a fever the day before (even though he was perfectly fine). Of course, he chose yesterday to not nap, which is totally out of character for him. I was dying for a rest after my sleepless, contraction-filled night on Monday.
Then, to add insult to injury, I developed a nice cold yesterday. Throughout this whole pregnancy, I’ve managed to avoid all the bugs that D and Littleman have picked up and brought home. And now, right at the very end, I get sick. Ugh. I could barely breathe through my nose so I did everything I could to make myself more comfortable before bed: Tylenol, humidifier, saline nasal spray, Vicks vaporub and nose strips. Something did the trick and I managed to get a bit of sleep. I was wide awake by 4am, but at least I felt ok.
Symptoms: Symptom-wise, there isn’t much new to report. I’ve actually noticed that the acid reflux has gotten a bit better. I’m wondering if the fact that the baby has dropped is helping a bit. However, on the flip side, the baby being so low seems to make emptying my bladder much more difficult. That is, of course, unless I sneeze. Then it empties itself quite freely!
Anyway, with Littleman back at daycare today, I think I’ll try to enjoy some time to myself. I just cried watching an episode of the Baby Story and now I’m going to bake some muffins. I’m doing whatever I can to distract myself from the fact that today is the due date AND my OB is on call today. Maybe if I stop thinking about it, baby will come? Maybe? Seriously, little guy, you are welcome to join us at any time!!