We are officially waiting for the arrival of Baby Weston. It could be any day now, or it could be a few weeks (please no!). I'm already starting to get the "Oh, you're still around." remarks for the receptionists at the doctor's office. It's all very exciting and very overwhelming at the same time. We could be parents any day. Or we could still have the freedom to sleep in and go out to a movie. I'm lately of the opinion that bachelorette parties are wasted on the childless. Not that I expect to be living a totally different and restricted life, but one last weekend out with the girls without worrying about the baby would be fun. However, drinking can't be a part of it and neither can bowling. Which is a shame about the bowling, my diaper bag looks like a nice bowling bag. However, knowing my luck, my water would break while I was out.
My check up today went quite well. The labs showed absolutely nothing, which is good. My fluid had a nice spike, which is lovely because the braxton-hicks have been sent packing. The baby was obstinate, as usual, during the bio-physical. The tech really had to shake the baby around a bit to get him/her to start moving. So, for now, it looks like there are no plans to do anything but wait it out. I have to admit, having an end of March due date is a bit of a blow to my morale. If I go five days over, we go from having a March baby to an April baby. The baby would be born in an entirely different month!
That's all for now. I'm currently reading 'The Unhealthy Truth' and as soon as I finish it, I plan to write about it. Hopefully that will happen soon.