I had a MD appointment today and things are looking good. I'm 36 weeks, the baby has assumed the position, and I'm dilated to 1 cm. Which I know means nothing, but it's a start.
I ran like 6 houses down the street last night, because I was late for a meeting. While it's true that it was downhill, I felt disturbingly good. I'm not saying I'm ready to start logging any miles, but I haven't run since I was about 5 months pregnant. Really it made me think that not even running will get this baby here any faster. I'm hosed. I don't want to go full term, it seems excessive and unnecessary. But as long as I don't have to deal with a 2 y/o throwing a tantrum on the floor, I feel really good. If I'm sitting, standing, even exercising, I'm pretty comfortable. I sleep pretty well. I kicked Wes to the spare bed and I've taken over ours with and excess of pillows. I feel like all of these things are adding up to the perfect storm and I'll be pregnant forever. Wes and I were both late and ginormous as babies. I'm afraid. I was induced early with Dylan, so I don't really know how this goes. But I know I don't want an 8+lb baby like we were.
Riding a horse is starting to look like a good idea.
2 comments:
Why would you want to endanger the life of your baby? There is a reason the gestation period is 9 months. The last month is NOT a waste. It is important for the development of the baby. Hang in there a little bit longer.
I had an insatiable need to run in my 9th month, and I am NOT a runner! In fact, I was told to be off my feet as much as possible, but I did sneak on the treadmill a few times. I'm rooting for early birth for you!!! Go... Baby!!!
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