Hello people. It's been a LONG time.

So....

I'm 38 wks pregnant - tomorrow. Or today. Depends on which nurse is using which wheely thing? Why don't all the wheely things agree?? They put my EDD (from the ultrasound) on the wheel and then check the date of the day it currently is to tell me how pregnant I am. With Corbin, they put in my LMP and then looked at the 40 wk and gave me my EDD at every appt. And it was also either 12/15 or 12/17. So I guess really the wheels suck. Whatever - 38wks pregnant. Woohoo.


It's all very surreal still. I'm contracting as I type. Not real labor. The obnoxious "pre-labor" that can last for weeks and drive you crazy in the meantime. I refuse to time contractions or believe I'm in real labor until these suckers are 5 minutes apart and I can't talk through them. Which isn't gonna happen before the c-section date next week lol. But with the hospital 45+ minutes away and gas prices through the roof, I'm not driving up there unless I'm sure I'm coming home with a baby lol!

Ok anyway - surrealness. Seriously - I'm having a baby in 8 days. And the nursery's done (practically - the husband has to finish painting a tree on the wall!), the carseat is in the car, there's a swing in my living room, and I'm sleeping next to the pack-n-play. I had a very nice baby shower. And it still hasn't sunk in yet. Weirdness.

A successful pregnancy after recurrent pregnancy loss is...interesting. It's marked by things like the fact that I'm not ready to call it a successful pregnancy until the kid comes home with me - even a week from baby day. And a near panic attack before an ultrasound at 37wks pregnant. When I can FEEL the baby moving before the ultrasound and I still wig out. I hate ultrasounds. I hate them for everyone lol. Anytime a friend is getting an ultrasound, I worry about them until I hear it's all ok. I'm freakin insane. Seriously. INSANE. 

I haven't blogged about it because I'm insane enough to think I'll jinx things. I don't even BELIEVE in jinxing things lol.


So we're a week out from the big day. I am starting to get excited about it all. Corbin asks a million times a day how many more days until his sister is coming home???? We've been counting down since like 200 days left lol! That's a long time - especially in 5 year old world. He's super excited. He's gonna teach her "tricks" lol. I'm a little nervous about that one lol.

The cat won't stay out of the pack n play. He's gonna be pissed when he tries to get in there next week and there's a baby in it. I don't think he's gonna be a huge fan of a baby lol. And Bella dog has been attached to me hardcore the last couple of days. Cracks me up. She knows something's up and she's not sure how she feels about it.

Every time I move, grimace, whine....my dad gets worried that I'm in labor. I took a nap on Sunday and he was sleeping when I woke up. When he woke up at 8pm, he looked all disappointed and said "oh I thought we'd have a baby today"

James answers the phone "are you in labor??" every time I call him. Makes me laugh.

So there ya go. That's what 38wks (? 37w6d?) looks like in the Murphy house. I promise...I'm the only crazy one lol.