I haven't blogged much lately. It's hard to be motivated to write when all you can think about is, "Is this baby on his way?!".
I am 35 weeks pregnant today. Holy crap. How did that happen? I started this preterm labor journey in my 31st week. I never imagined being pregnant this long. Although, clearly I am most concerned about him being safe and cooking as long as necessary, the anxiety of waiting every single day not knowing if THESE are the contractions that are actually going to throw me into full labor is exhausting. The constant waiting and not knowing is not fun.
I wish I had more to write about but I don't.
Baby.... Contractions... Hospital... Bored... Bed rest ... Food... Contractions... Rocky road ice cream... Contractions... Should we circumcise him... So bored... Baby... Contractions...
That is pretty much the extent of the contents of my brain right now.