Nope, no picture this time–sorry! If I took one it would show a ginormous, very low hanging belly and a grumpy cranky pants looks on my face.
Use your imagination! 😉
So yes, my due date has come….and gone…and here we are.
Had my 40 week appointment today. Baby is still doing lovely, he’s just apparently gotten used to his warm dark home of the past 10 months and has decided to stay there for a bit.
I’m dilated to almost a 5 (Holy Cow??!!) but not in active labor yet (apparently-since if I was I’d be in the hospital and not blogging–I’m not that much of a die hard) I had the Dr. strip my membranes today in hopes of kick starting labor, so far nothing but my fingers are crossed!!!
Looks/feels like not much is going on yet though.
My mom is changing her flight and will miss my sis-in-laws shower which is next Tuesday. Majorly bummed out about that but what can you do?
If this little guy decides to be difficult I will have my next apt. on Monday. If I’ve gotten to that point (which I’m praying I don’t) without having him I do think I’ll let the Dr. go ahead and break my water. He seems to think that would instantly trigger me going into labor full force since I’m already so dilated and my mom does need to get back before my Dad gets too cranky (hehe). This is the longest they’ve been apart in 28 years of marriage (how cute is that?!) and he’s really starting to miss her.
So for now–that’s the game plan!
On another note I’ve gotten hit on–really truly–twice in the past 2 weeks!!! How weird (and slighty creepy) is that??
The first time was in the Commissary on the 15th. I was waddling past the end cap of pickles and in my peripheral vision I saw a guy looking over at me. I rounded the display that was in the middle of the aisle (which had been blocking me from the chest down) and turned to pick out some chicken–in doing so I revealed my ginormous belly. I heard this weird coughing/sputtering/”whoa” sound and looked over to see if the guy was dying or something. Instead he was staring at me. He was probably in his early 30s, dressed in a business suit, and slightly goofy looking. As he stared he told me, “You are so beautiful!!!!”
My many years of getting hit on by grandpas/truck drivers/marines/jocks/creeps/and the occasional truly nice hot guy while working at Wal*Mart (not being proud–if you’re a girl under 50 who works at Wal*Mart as a cashier–you will get hit on regardless of what you look like) has me trained to respond to any comment like this without being the tiniest bit flustered. I just smiled and said, “Thank you!” Then turned back to the chicken breasts and hoped he’d leave.
“Are you due soon?” He asked. I replied with, “Yes, next week.” And picked up a package and started walking away (even though I really needed 3 more). He called out, “Well good luck!” “Thanks,” I replied waddling quickly away while scanning the aisles to try to figure out where on earth my hubby had gone!
(turns out he was getting hit on by the cute little Korean cashiers–yeesh are we just a hot couple or what??? Hehe)
Which brings me to today’s incident:
My Drs. office is in downtown Lynn which is apparently the Hispanic District. I say this because virtually every shop on the street has it’s sign in Spanish and I hear Spanish being spoken by almost everyone I pass and in almost every car that drives by. I find it kind of funny on days like today when I’m the only one in the entire office (besides the Dr.) who doesn’t have tan skin (my pasty white legs kinda stick out like a sore thumb) and is speaking very rapidly in Spanish. They’re all very sweet though 🙂
So anyways, I was waddling back to my car (which of course was parked like 3 blocks down in front the The Family Dollar since there is never any closer parking) after my appointment and I pass in front of one of the Mexican businesses and there is a guy washing the window outside. He watches me waddle up and when I get within ear shot he says, “Well hello there Cutie Pie!!!!” Again–my “training” kicked in so I just kept walking but smiled and said, “Hi.” He then asked how I was doing and I said good. By this time I was getting past him and once I was I thought I heard him say, “D#@*!!!” You know–with the inflection that guys do when something is hot?? So yeah..I ignored that, waddled faster, and locked my doors when I got into the car, LOL!!!!
So anywho–hope those made you laugh 😀 And I’ll keep you all updated!!!