40. or d-day. or whatever.

Today is the day. You know, that day that we’ve been counting down to. The one that is basically meaningless since only something like 3-5% of babies are actually born on their due date? Yeah,  that day.

I’ve hit 40 weeks. Last night, due date eve, I was thinking that it’s kind of like Christmas eve. Only way suckier because Santa has a better track record of showing up on time than babies do. I have spent my whole pregnancy telling everyone (ahem: trying to convince myself) that I know I will go late, just like I did Evalyn. I have talked about having an early July baby, maybe a Canada Day baby? Yet still, we hit today and I want to yell, “WHERE ARE YOU BABY?”

I know baby will be here soon but I am feeling awfully done with this pregnancy thing. Which is also a funny feeling. We get to the end and feel ‘done’ – yet there is nothing end, or done about it. This is only just the beginning. Things are just getting started and the real work has yet to come – for the rest of this child’s life.

My (hopefully) last prenatal appointment this morning went very well. Baby’s heart rate is strong, my blood pressure is good and it looks like some progress is starting.

I have been having many false alarms and starts/stops this time. I never had a thing like this with Evalyn so it’s somewhat annoying, although I just keep trying to remind myself that it’s productive and it’s my body’s way to getting prepared for the big task. Just one of these times, I hope the start doesn’t stop and I end up with a squishy in my arms.

I’ve been implementing some of those world famous “tips” for bringing on labour and trying to find a balance between keeping myself rested and staying active enough to get things moving along. Sleep has been decent – some nights better than others, although overall, I’m pleased with how much rest I’ve been getting. I’m trying to fill my days as much as possible to make the time pass quickly and give Evalyn all that I can in our last few days that it’s just she and I.

Let’s keep our fingers and toes crossed that this is my last inside baby update and that the next time you hear from me, it’s when I announce the arrival of our outside baby, mkay?

Until then, Happy Wednesday!