Too soon, in fact. The thing is, I still have too much to accomplish before Baby Day arrives. I absolutely cannot go into labor before the 2nd of August due to scheduling issues (more specifically, a lack of babysitter issues). And yet here I am, breathing my way through another “Braxton-Hicks.”Depending on who you talk to I am either 36 weeks and 3 days or 37 weeks and two days along. My midwife (who firmly believes in the power of a woman’s intuition) told me she’d be happy if I got to 38 weeks gestation. I told her I’d put in the request but I’m pretty sure I have no control in the matter.
Send good thoughts.
7-24-2013. Self-portrait. No, it is not photo shopped. Yes, I am aware that it looks like I am attempting to smuggle a basketball under my tank top.