Strangers ask me now when the baby's due. I say "next month." That's weird.
I'm buying items at the grocery store with expiration dates near March 19. This very item could still be in my refrigerator when I go into labor.
I'm preparing things at work (part of my normal duties) that will be addressed again the week of March 19... without me.
Woah. This is practically upon us. Superman and I are meeting with a birthing coach/lamaze instructor/L&D nurse/whatever else she does this weekend and I can't wait! She's a long time family friend and very good at what she does. There will be videos of births to watch. I'm collecting questions for her.
I'm really wanting for it all to be over. I'm not anxious or afraid or antsy. I'm just curious to see what my body will do, how I will manage the pain, what will the whole labor and delivery part be like? I wonder how big my baby will be, how long labor will last, if I'll have any unexpected complications... I'm also looking forward to getting my own body back. I don't mind sharing, but she's really getting intrusive. I hope she's as uncomfortable as I am and chooses to come on time or even slightly early. (Though in all honesty I'm not all that uncomfortable and she's been good and hasn't kept me up at night with her moving, nor do I have to get up in the night to pee, at ALL, which I find to be amazing after hearing the stories from so many women. Yes I'm drinking enough water.)