puff mommy

I'm proud to say that I've hit the 39 week mark and have only have a handful of meltdowns!  However, yesterday I almost had a meltdown because our washing machine decided that it had been working overtime and was going to permanently check out.  I called my husband in tears and told him about the fight that I had with our washing machine and how ultimately, I lost the fight.  He could definitely sense the agony and anguish in my voice and came home last night with a new washing machine!  Major meltdown averted!  I never thought I would be this excited over a new appliance!  But I just kept picturing washing all the baby clothes on a washing board in pond...a bit dramatic, yes...but when you're this pregnant and uncomfortable, you can't help but be a bit  melodramatic!  

Speaking of uncomfortable, I'm quite sure I can't get much bigger and puffier!  I can no longer wear my wedding ring, my puffy feet/ankles can only fit into one pair of boots, and my nose looks like it's having a baby of its own.  But the scariest part of all (other than the nose baby) is that I'll probably still be pregnant at 41 weeks!  My lil lady is snug as a bug and refuses to drop.  I'm all about letting her come when she's ready and letting labor progress as naturally as possible, but eventually, I'm kicking her out.  If I haven't had her by next week, we'll be discussing how we're going to give her the boot!  The doctor told us to plan something really exciting between now and next week, and surely she'll decide to make her grand appearance during that planned event!  Cancun, anyone?