The 37th Week...soooo close.

Today, I am 37 weeks and 2 days pregnant with Baby J. If the tickers on the top and bottom of my page say otherwise, please ignore them...they're just tickers - they weren't there.

This is the week that we begin weekly appointments. The week that my doc will start checking for dilation at every appointment. This is the week that Jared and I will finish up all of our chores around the house. I will pack my hospital bag this week. He will install the carseat and base. This is the week that I will have someone snap a picture of Henry kissing my tummy. It is also the week that we will find drapes for our guest bedroom...not that any guests will be sleeping past sun-up in our house for the next year anyway! ha, ha. This is the week that very sad circumstances are taking my hubby out of town for 2 1/2 days...and also the week that I'm asking all of you to pray that the baby doesn't come while he is away.

This is the week that breathing became difficult...especially after eating. Also the week that I began to experience shooting sensations down my legs. I never had that with Henry...feels weird...almost like electric shocks. In the past week, I haven't slept very well, and my body is keeping me up for long stretches of time in the night. I love/hate the way our bodies know so well how to prepare. I'm snoring a lot. Like, an embarrassing lot. Sorry, Jared. I'm still wearing all of my jewelry (no swelling!), and I'm really hoping that I make it to the end without picking up a single stretch mark. So far, so good. My BP is perfect, I'm as hydrated as possible, and all indications are that Little Man will be staying put this week.

I am so full of anticipation, but I don't feel the least bit impatient. I'm so ready to meet him, but we really want him to be ready to meet us too. One more week? Two? Three?

Any of those are perfect with us, little J., because no matter which it is, it's just so close.