Still baking

Well, Baby B is still baking. 10 days until my due date & no real sign that this little one is ready to leave the warm & cushy confines of my womb. There's been some promising progress over the past 5 days, but no contractions. As much as this is an exciting time...like Christmas Eve, only better, & once it's over you can never relive it....I'm just so ready for Panda to get here. The last two weeks have def. been uncomfortable, anxiety riddled & filled with curiosity. What will labor be like? When is it going to happen? Is the baby going to be healthy? Just a swirl of questions & concern & excitement.

At my appointment yesterday my blood pressure was quite elevated, so I have to go back & have it checked on Friday. If it's still high, I'll be sent to the regional hospital to have some testing done. The doctor didn't specifically say, but I'm assuming if the testing does not go well, we'll probably talk about induction or something along those lines. High blood pressure & pregnancy don't mix. Thankfully I'm 38 1/2 weeks at this point & my BP didn't rise any earlier than this point...at least we know baby is def. viable & ready for the world.

Either way, we're preparing ourselves mentally for the biggest life change we're ever going to face!

The final countdown

Can't believe it's been over a month since my last post! Pregnancy def. puts a damper on things as you get closer to the end...lack of energy, aches & pains. The honeymoon period is certainly over. One of the hardest parts is people that haven't been preggers not really realizing what a physical strain it is. I toss & turn all night & haven't had a decent nights sleep in a couple of months. I have a bruised tummy muscle, either from strain or baby pinching a nerve because it's resting in one spot...it can make it unbearable to even walk sometimes :/ Sore legs, exhaustion...some of the lovely things that come with the final stage of pregnancy. & sometimes people still expect that I can walk fast or far, or be physical in ways I just can't. It can be tough, trying to balance protecting your own health & well being [& that of the baby] & still be active with friends.

Don't get me wrong, it's a lovely experience than I wouldn't trade for the world. In 36-ish days we'll be meeting our little one & what could be better than that?! It's just not the glowy, lovely, perfect time it's always made out to be. Pregnancy has it's highs & lows, just like most of life's grand experiences.

Now it's a waiting game. Will I have the baby early? On time? late? What exact moment is our little one going to choose as the perfect time to enter the world? At least our bag is packed, we're as prepared as two people can be [besides that tinge of fright that I'm sure all soon-to-be-parents feel]...& just twiddling our thumbs, waiting it out.