38 Weeks

These days when people ask how I am my pat response is “Still pregnant!”  And why not, I’m only 38 weeks I should be, right?  But what I’ve discovered, personally and from speaking with others, is that if you have one baby who is early you really want to experience that again.

Last night I had to get up to pee, as I do a few times every night, and I had a horrible time getting out of bed.  I was trying to roll/flop over to get the momentum going to get out of bed and it was not working out too well.  It resulted in some pain in my belly and therefore some groans from me.  After about two minutes I was finally up and out of bed.  When I got back into bed Bill said something.  Due to wearing earplugs I had to remove one and ask him what he’d said.  He said, “Are you having contractions?”  I told him no, that I just can’t get out of bed anymore.  He rolled over and started snoring again.  Oh well, at least he asked.

But this….this is an example of why I’m just ready to be done being pregnant.  I want to be able to roll over instead of flop over in bed.  I want to be able to sleep on my stomach again.  Just don’t tell my chiropractor though.