Really, I am just joking. I was just thoroughly convinced I would have had this baby by now. The contractions are out of this world crazy, and I can't even roll over in bed without one coming on. I've decided that all of you who told me this baby wouldn't come until later have jinxed me and so I am blaming my pain on you. :p Also, I'm blaming my sleepless nights on you as well. Do you know what's on TV at 2 AM? Infomercials and porno. Its frightening to be turning the channel and going from a vacuum cleaner for sale to someone's bare butt filling my TV screen. And I think I'll blame my carpal tunnel on you as well. I have forgotten what my right hand feels like. I really would like to use my right hand right about the time I scramble to change the channel on the TV when the bare butt shows up.
But (no pun intended, well, maybe a little), I do realize that the longer this baby cooks, they healthier he'll be. I also realize that I can still do things I couldn't do when I was preggo with Wyatt (like walk a mile yesterday). I have more time to do things I love, like scrapbooking, and do things I forgot that I loved, like reading. I'm living in the moment, just does it have to be so painful?
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