less than thirty

In case you're not as obsessed as I am, I just thought I'd let you know that I have less than thirty days till my due date of November 18th, 2009. My husband thinks it's funny as he has set a reminder in his phone for November 18th at noon, I'm due. What a dork fish. Yes, I just said dork fish.

Sometimes I think back and realize that I've been pregnant since February 11th, 2009 and it seems like I've been pregnant forever. FOREVER, PEOPLE!! Then I realize that when you actually count the days.. I've only been pregnant for 250 days. Yes, 250 days can seem like a LONG time to some, but when you think about how many days I tried to conceive, which happens to be around 1065 days... 250 days doesn't really seem like that long. Okay, I lied. It still seems like a long time.

I am now getting to what everyone likes to call; "The End". The end is where you are miserable 100% of the time. There is no point in the day where you actually feel comfortable and it's just not fun, period. Somehow I have fallen into that hole and I can't seem to figure out how to get out. Surprisingly enough, I've been getting pretty good sleep, regardless of the fact that I still have to get up in the middle of the night (at least 2 to 3 times) to pee. The dogs are doing VERY well with letting me sleep in, unless of course one has a stomach ache and just simply cannot make it till morning. Then... I don't feel so bad. I would be a little antsy if I had a belly ache, too. One of our dogs happens to be VERY sensitive when it comes to food, so we have to be VERY careful. Anyway, I soooo just got WAY off track. Sorry.

The End is also where you can't get comfortable to save your life. I've gotten to the point, now, where my hands are swollen, my feet and ankles are swollen, my legs are just plain chunky and my joints have decided that they're going to take a vacation. NOT a good time. Every time I go to sleep, no matter what position I'm in.. I wake up an hour or so later with one of my joints out of socket. It started out with my right hip.. but has slowly moved to my left hip as well and has now moved up to my shoulders. I simply can't get comfortable when it happens. I have to jerk my arms (or legs) around until they snap back into place and quit pinching the nerve that their so kindly trying to suck the life out of.

I've also had the pleasure of experiencing high blood pressure and from what I can tell, I still have it. When I stand up, no matter how slow, I instantly get dizzy and lightheaded and it doesn't go away until I sit back down. I am out of breath 90% of the time, especially when I sleep. I can't breath through my nose, at all, laying down, or else I feel like I'm going to suffocate.

Not to mention, on top of all these side effects, I have heartburn like no other. I've been put on a medicine to help control it and I'd say it works 85% of the time. Other times, oh.. those are the worst. It's so bad that I think my throat is going to explode and I'm going to spew fire like the exorcist.

Now's the time where I could just have him and get it over with. I'm sure I'd be WAY more comfortable, no matter how much pain labor causes. It will eventually be over and I'll feel better.. right?!

I am praying that this little man comes early. There's no possible way that I'm going to make it another 30 days. THERE'S NO WAY, I TELL YOU!

My belly is so stretched that when I (or anyone/anything else) touches it... it feels like someone has burned me or I have a BAD sunburn and you happened to scrape my skin. I've had enough, I tell you.

I honestly think I'd be VERY happy if I had him at 37 weeks. Oh yes, yes I think so.