Forty Weeks 2.0

We made it! Forty weeks. Totally full term pregnancy.  I honestly never thought I'd see the day that happened. In a weird way I am proud of my body for hanging in there and doing exactly what it is supposed to do. But now I am also going absolutely just insane wondering when this baby will be born. After several weeks of false labor and labor that starts but then fizzles out I am definitely feeling frustrated and like he will never act be born. Any time I feel a contraction, I try not to get my hopes up Bc the disappointment is so acute each time it turns out to be nothing.

Every night that I start having cramps or contractions, I feel so emotional and make sure and spend extra time holding, nursing and cuddling sam, crying about how it is the last time and just wearing myself out mentally and emotionally...and then I wake up the next morning still pregnant. I am so over this cycle . I just WANT to go hard into labor so there is no doubt. I want to meet my baby. I want to stop waiting and get on with our lives. Ugh.

I got a new phone so I lost my weekly checklist. But let's just say I have nothing new going on. My whole vag area is sore and achy from baby's head being engaged so far down. I'm dilated 2cm as of Thursday.  I'm not too uncomfortable. Just impatient and frustrated. I'm craving root beer like no other!  I think I definitely have a front runner for a name I love if little dude ever comes out. Josh and I both have been obsessive about having a clean and stocked house...we're prepared this time...and of course baby had no intentions of getting here early. No new stretch marks. I've gained 22 lbs. Hopefully this is the last weekly post I'll be making!