I've reached the point in one's pregnancy when you can no longer call anyone without them asking, "Are you in labor?" People have ceased saying "Hello!" when calling me and skip straight to, "Are you on your way to the hospital?" Those who I haven't seen in a few weeks, upon seeing me now, comment, "I can't believe you're still pregnant!" My mom, who is currently visiting, is constantly answering text messages and phone calls from family members. I can't hear what they're saying, but I can hear her repeating, "No, nothing yet."
GRRRRRR. These are the reasons why I've been holed away, avoiding the world. I am intentionally not answering my phone, because, frankly, I'm sick of it. I haven't completely avoided facebook, only because I need to make sure that no one else is busy having a baby before me!
Anyway, I'm sitting at 39 weeks, 2 days right now- I haven't even technically hit my "due date" yet, and I'm officially losing my mind. I guess that's what happens when your first baby comes early- you sort of expect to be holding a baby by now.
Yes, I know that each pregnancy is different and each baby is different. But it doesn't help that I've had SO much prodromal labor this time, and by now, hours upon hours of Braxton-Hicks contractions. Over the weekend, I had 5+ hours of what *truly* felt like the Real Thing. Just when I let myself think I was a short while away from meeting my little one, the contractions stopped dead in their tracks.
Anyway, I have an appointment with my midwife tomorrow, and I'm really hoping for some changes, no matter how subtle. Last week I was 50% effaced and 3 cm. And yes, I know that the numbers don't mean anything. It's just that I really need a little encouragement at this point!