40 Weeks + 3 Days with Middle Baby

The past few days have been busy, and in a good way.  My big sister came to visit.  She and I have always been close despite an 8 year age gap and at least a few hundred miles between us.  Last month she, her husband, and three kids moved back to the States from Japan.  They moved there when their kids were roughly 1, 4, and 10, and now they are 4, 7, and 13.  In the last month they have landed back in the States, lived out of suitcases and hotels, and finally gotten assigned a house on base in North Carolina.  In between waiting on their housing and the kids starting school, they decided to drive down south to visit family.  I was thankful that they were able to swing through College Station, because at this stage in my pregnancy I am a little gun shy about leaving my own zip code!

Sissy (yep, I call her Sissy, even in real life) absolutely knows what it’s like to be 40+ weeks pregnant!  She is no stranger to carrying a baby past her due date, so it was nice to be in her company and not feel pressure to have the baby or not.  She didn’t mind at all that all we really did was hang out at my house, watch the kids play in the back yard, and really just lay low.

Poppyseed enjoyed jumping in the trampoline with her boy cousins, we went to eat at Grub, and we even made a visit to the A&M Bonfire memorial.  Their visit really flew by and was a perfect diversion from what is otherwise just a really crazy waiting game.

People keep asking how my mood is and how my body feels.  I bet that no one is surprised to hear that it changes by the minute!  In terms of how I feel physically, there are hours where I feel completely normal (other than just carrying a big belly) and then hours where I feel really uncomfortable.  I get lots of jabs/pains real low in my pelvis that seem to come and go very quickly.  And I get lots and lots of braxton hicks contractions, which I try to keep at bay by drinking lots of water.  I constantly have to go to the bathroom.  I’ve been feeling a little stir crazy ever since I stopped exercising.  I would love to go on a long walk, but Toni is concerned that I may trigger some more bleeding, so I’m just taking it really easy at home.  The most exercise I get is occasionally carrying Poppyseed around, but even that only happens once a day or so.

Emotionally I am really calm and confident one minute, but sort of jittery and impatient the next.  There are moments where I don’t want to go into labor at all because I worry about the pain or experience.  But then there are moments where I cannot imagine being pregnant a minute longer and yearn to hold my baby, see the gender, cuddle in bed with him or her, etc.

For some reason I feel like tomorrow night could be the night, but I think that I may just feel that way because we are taking Poppyseed to Oatmeal’s parents and have absolutely no other plans for the weekend.  No visitors, no toddler to take care of…. just the two of us at home with nothing but time.  Maybe my body will relax, my mind will let go, and Saturday night or Sunday will be the day.  I guess we will see.  Every night we put our hands on my belly and pray for a straightforward and uncomplicated delivery and healthy baby.  So…. I’m going to cut this post short and go and do just that!

Here are some pictures that my MIL snapped of us yesterday.  I’m so glad she was here to document Sissy’s visit.

Maybe this is our last family picture of three?  Maybe not?

Maybe this is our last family picture of three? Maybe not?

Everyone!

Everyone!

Seesters.

Seesters.

Sissy and I with my oldest niece, Sydney.

Sissy and I with my oldest niece, Sydney.

 

 

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