Progress?

Visited the doctor, again, today. But today I got to see my original doctor (they encourage you to meet all the doctors in the practice because you never know which one will be in the hospital on d-day soo I have been, and while I haven't had a bad experience with any of them, I just really love my doctor so it was nice to get to see her today!).  Unfortunately, she did not have good news for me. She didn't have bad news, she just had no news, same stuff going on, but sadly, at this point, I need more stuff to be going on.  I made it to 36 weeks, I'm happy, but now I'm ready to have that baby! (And I've gained 27 lbs!! My former body cannot afford to be on bedrest for much longer!)

My contractions aren't slowing, they're just not dialating me anymore = a miserable mama.  (Hey you would be too if you were in pain every couple of minutes.)  And, if I sit around on the couch, the pain isn't immense, but, seriously, I'M BORED!! I've caught up on work, I've finished the baby's room, I've printed out labels for announcements, I've done what I can do in the baby's book, I've ordered (and am almost done receiving) all kinds of things I can for the condo, I rewatched last season of Entourage before the premiere next week-- I have run out of things to do.  So I get up. And that is where the immense --but not immense enough apparently -- pain comes. 

Scott and I went on a couple of neighborhood walks this weekend (we even ventured off to the zoo but that proved to be too much for me) and while I enjoy getting up and about, I have to stop every few feet and fight through the pain. It blows.  You might be wondering how could you have so much pain and it not be doing anything to your cervix? I wonder the same thing.  My doctors keep telling me the same thing, "Unfortunately, for you my dear, the kind of pain that is going to dialate you is going to be the kind of pain you can't talk through."  So my pain is like enough to be detrimental to living, but not enough to deliver a baby.  And, in all honesty, if this was "labor pain" I'd be like "um what are you all complaining about, it's not that bad!" but when it goes on endlessly for weeks, it becomes that bad.  Trust me. So, we play the waiting game.

There was a little bit of sunshine through the tunnel though.  My doctor basically told me she can't legally induce me until 39 weeks (which IS only 2.5 weeks away!), but that the baby's lungs are probably developed at this point (and with the added steroids we had in the hospital) so I should feel free to do what I can to "accidentally" break my water. (If your water breaks, they will help you have that baby!) Soooo that means I get to go see Harry Potter on Friday!!! I just ordered our tickets so now the little man must wait until Sat. morning to make his appearance because I hate wasting money and movie tickets are not cheap anymore! :) It would be kind of a beautiful cap on the pregnancy if I was to have him Saturday because the Saturday after HP 7: Part 1 was the first day I spent on the bathroom floor and, we would later find out, the 3rd week of our pregnancy.  Beautiful Harry Potter bookends to this ridiculous pregnancy :)

Another exciting moment today:  I, yet again, called Pottery Barn Kids since, as you may recall, my glider/ottoman was supposed to ship yesterday and I did not get a confirmation email.  I was all geared up for a rumble when the customer service dude kindly reassured me a shipment was indeed sent out yesterday and is expected in Chicago on July 24th!!! (Still, why it takes 2 freakin' weeks to get in the city I cannot figure out! Is it being walked here on camel back!?) BUT, I'll take what I can get! And now at least it's on the road to me :) YIPPEEE!! And Scott finally sold his jeep today! Not as important as my glider shipment, but ya know, one less thing to take care of! ;)

Now, since I spent 7 hours out of the house today (What?! I haven't done that in like a month!) I'm going to plop myself on the couch and relax. I suggest you do the same :)