37 week check up (38 weeks tomorrow!)

This morning Derek and I headed out for my 37 week check up (even though I am 38 weeks tomorrow). My appts got pushed back to late in the week a couple of weeks ago because another patient went into labor the day of my appt and so from now on I go at the end of the week. Anyway....

Today we got to have another ultrasound. My doctor wanted to make sure the baby was in the proper position and fluid levels were good as we get closer to my due date. All is well with Baby. He/she is head down and kind of laying sideways right now, which is killer on my ribs but it has been that way for months now. We got to see the baby's face and feet but still don't know the gender, thankfully. I waited this long I would hate to find out now with only a few weeks to go. The ultrasound tech told us that fluid levels are great and that the baby is measuring around 7lbs. This made me quite nervous since I have 2 weeks left, I really don't want a 9lb baby. But, they have been known to be off so we'll see I guess.

After my ultrasound we headed up to see my doctor. Typical visit, no internal check this time around. I told her about my aches and pains and whined a little but she said she won't even begin to discuss induction with me until 39 weeks. I don't really want to be induced I want this baby to come on his/her own but I am SO UNCOMFORTABLE!

I really don't want to spend the rest of the time in this post whining and complaining so I will try not to. But, I want you all to know that if I snap at you in the coming weeks, I am sorry but I am crampy, have terrible backaches, am sore, don't sleep much and contstantly have a baby in my rib cage. My hormones are shot so I am a mess. I am tired of people asking me how I am feeling, if I am ready for the baby to come and if I am excited for the baby to come. I know, I sound like a raging bizzo right about now, but I warned you. It is like the worst PMS ever with me right now. I feel like crap, yes we are ready for the baby to come, of course I am excited (and every other emotion one can feel right now).

Okay, done with my bizzo fest for now. Sorry. Blame it on the hormones.

Tomorrow Derek and I are headed to the Dallas Aquarium for the day. I am hoping the walking all day will help. And as of tomorrow we only have 2 weeks (hopefully) left.