I always hit this strange sense that everything is surreal, and there's no way I'm going to have child come out of my body. HAHA! Well, 3/27 (next Tue) @ 10AM, this little man is going to break out of his little cocoon! I'll be 39 weeks (My earliest dating said Wed and I just forgot to adjust- whoops), and since this "little" guy is over 9 pounds, and SERIOUSLY breech, not to mention another 84776364567 reasons why vbac is risky :rolleyes: ...but the super-heifer & breech things together just amplify risks and greatly diminish chances of success. I've come to terms with it, but if nothing else, I'll be delivering closer to family/ old friends (1.5 hour from where I live while finishing up school), and I trust this hospital more than any other institution in the state.
Let me just say, as my first time with a baby in breech position, my lungs are crushed constantly, my acid reflux is there constantly, I can't put my own socks on anymore, I feel no additional relief on my hips (shouldn't I, since more of him is up in my lungs?) . When the doc asks how I'm feeling, or anyone else, I can only say.. "ummmm end of pregnancy, need I say more?" If they really want to hear my sob story, I'll indulge them, but otherwise, I would rather sit on my couch in the ONLY position that doesn't make me want to cry, and hibernate until this is over. HAHA! I love babies... but the last few weeks of pregnancy is brutal!
I'll see if I can get my DH to put together a slideshow of my belly pics to date, since I've been taking them regularly since 13 weeks. He also needs to do his last belly cast for me. He's done one at the end of each trimester, and I am sure this one will be amazing... in a scary way. I'll also have pictures of my projects for little man, and his *corner* of the bedroom. lol Exciting/nervous/etc, but I am about to go craft and cleaning crazy on my apartment, after my chemistry final is over tomorrow morning!