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1 Week and 2 days to go....

I can hardly wait. I can't even stand it anymore. So it has been a few weeks since my last post so here is a recap.

I have been seeing my doctor every week since I was 36 weeks. I have yet to dialte to more than a finger tip and my cervix is still ver thick.

Last Tuesday night I was having consistant contractions every ten minutes. They had started in the afternoon and continued until 3am! But then they stopped. I went to the doctor in the morning and got checked out....and nothing! I hadn't changed at all!!!! All that pain and discomfort for nothing. So I'm still waiting. I think I had lot my mucus plug that previous Thursday, but not completely sure.

My doctor was on "vacation" this weekend, but she didn't think that I would go into labor anyways...which I haven't.

Although, I am now prepared to do just about ANYTHING to try and get my body to start contracting. I want this baby out sooooo badly. My hands and feet continue to swell. If I thought trying to sleep was difficult before, now it is ten times harder. I toss and turn every hour. My hips fall asleep so I switch sides. Then my knees start to hurt. There is just no possible way to get comfortable.

Today at church, a high school friend had their 7 week old baby boy baptized. He was so cute and tiny! They had him dressed in a white little tuxedo. He truly was a little peanut. Which makes me that much more excited to meet our little Baby S.

I think we have everything prepared for little Baby S. Hubby and I went shopping last week to get a few last minute things. I still have to go to Target for a couple more things to just have on hand.

Today, I went for a trail walk with my family in hopes of going into labor.

More walks and pineapple are in store for me tomorrow and my doctor is going to try and strip my membranes on Tuesday.....please please please let my body be ready to have that done, so I can have this baby before 40 weeks.

Stay tuned.......

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