The countdown continues and the improvements to the house continue, as well! M spent the entire weekend putting up the entertainment center we got during the I.kea death march and I think it looks great! Now, we get to mess everything up again by moving all of the stuff out of the baby's room and tearing up the carpet, etc... I feel so helpless since I can't really lend a hand, so I am trying to do things like cook, clean and do laundry so that M can concentrate on the house projects.
I had my 34 week appointment yesterday and everything is fine. Dr. T took a strep B swab "in case you go into labor." Aaaaagh! That freaked me out! I wanted to yell, "No, not yet! We have too much to do!" Does anyone ever really feel ready? I mean, we have been emotionally ready for a long time, but the physical aspects are different.
I calm myself down by saying that it doesn't matter. We have the P.ack-n-Play and two car seats, so if he does make an early appearance, we have a place for him to sleep and a way to get him home. Also, I don't think he has turned, yet. I still feel kicks in the same spots as always. They are going to do a quick ultrasound to check on him at 36 weeks. "I really want to see him head down at 36 weeks," is what Dr. T said. She has no idea how stubborn my husband's family is. This could be trouble. We go to see the pediatrician today. I know you are supposed to interview more than one, but this Doctor is also my friend MP's Doctor and we see eye to eye on so many things. I think we'll be ok.
There must be something special about 40 Days. Jesus spent 40 days in the desert and 40 days after Easter, Christians celebrate Pentecost. In the Muslim faith, they observe 40 days of mourning after someone passes away. In Kundalini yoga, it is said that after practicing a certain meditation exercise for 40 days you will be transformed. I looked over at my ticker today and see that I have 40 days until my due date. Of course, I admit that after hearing that I now weigh more than my husband, I hope that it will be less than 40 days. Still, it humbles me to think that in 40 days or less my life will change forever.
I had my 34 week appointment yesterday and everything is fine. Dr. T took a strep B swab "in case you go into labor." Aaaaagh! That freaked me out! I wanted to yell, "No, not yet! We have too much to do!" Does anyone ever really feel ready? I mean, we have been emotionally ready for a long time, but the physical aspects are different.
I calm myself down by saying that it doesn't matter. We have the P.ack-n-Play and two car seats, so if he does make an early appearance, we have a place for him to sleep and a way to get him home. Also, I don't think he has turned, yet. I still feel kicks in the same spots as always. They are going to do a quick ultrasound to check on him at 36 weeks. "I really want to see him head down at 36 weeks," is what Dr. T said. She has no idea how stubborn my husband's family is. This could be trouble. We go to see the pediatrician today. I know you are supposed to interview more than one, but this Doctor is also my friend MP's Doctor and we see eye to eye on so many things. I think we'll be ok.
There must be something special about 40 Days. Jesus spent 40 days in the desert and 40 days after Easter, Christians celebrate Pentecost. In the Muslim faith, they observe 40 days of mourning after someone passes away. In Kundalini yoga, it is said that after practicing a certain meditation exercise for 40 days you will be transformed. I looked over at my ticker today and see that I have 40 days until my due date. Of course, I admit that after hearing that I now weigh more than my husband, I hope that it will be less than 40 days. Still, it humbles me to think that in 40 days or less my life will change forever.