The Waiting Game

Last week was the first week that I could really hope to go into labor. By now, it is getting annoying. I have nothing to do but wait, and wait, and wait. Technically I am 37.5 weeks, but we all know I think I am due sooner. The negative side of that is becoming apparent as I am more anxious than I should be I guess. I know people say that once the baby is here I will wish he was back inside because it was so much easier, but I doubt it. For one, Mike is amazing and helpful so I won't be doing it all alone. I just want someone else to be responsible for a little while.

More than anything I am so uncomfortable that sleep deprivation looks like a good option, plus I won't be working anymore. The swelling has definately started. I no longer have bones in my feet and my fingers look like sausages. I actually don't care how it looks, but it hurts. I had no idea you could swell so much that it would hurt, not just be awkward or uncomfortable. Also, the baby really doesn't have room, so he hurts me. If I sit up straight there is not enough room and he jams himself into my ribs and out my sides. The bottom of my belly is pretty painful too, I guess it is ligaments stretching to keep my stomach up. I have massive pain where my belly meets my legs I guess. I don't really know how to explain it. It gets a lot worse when I get up from sleeping, I think it must tighten up. Plus, I have no sense of moderation. So I do nothing for weeks, then I decide walk way to far to induce labor, which doesn't work, but it makes me exhausted and sore. Lame.

Anyway, on a positive note, the amazing Krystal Meisel took some amazing shots of me the other day. It was super fun, and she is amazing. I think everyone should do maternity shots with a fine art photographer rather than a portrait photographer. Why? See the photos!