I'm Ready....

Please, please, please....somebody get this baby out of me. Between having no clothes that fit, wearing sandals everywhere, an extremely itchy and sensitive belly, waking up every couple of hours at night, not being able to stand at the kitchen counter, climb into our car, pick up items off the floor, put pants on, or hurry UP the stairs (hurry anywhere for that matter) I have no idea how I'm going to make it another 3 weeks. Last week my doctor said I'm dilated to 1cm, but would schedule surgery as early as the 14th if I change my mind and opt for a repeat cesarean instead. Ugh. I still don't think I've really made up my mind on how I want to have this baby. Can't I have both?


Here's a sample "journal" of what every night is like for me:

12 am (I think) - Fall asleep snoring (I never snore...at least when I'm not pregnant and this exhausted).

2:30 - Roll out of bed with my whole body aching, and stumbled to the bathroom...possibly fell asleep while in there. Get a drink and realize Joel drank almost all of my water. Why couldn't he refill it? Doesn't he know my throat is parched every time I wake up??? Will have to refill it when I'm more awake.

5:30 - Struggle to roll out of bed again. Make it the bathroom and find that I'm more awake than last time. My throat feels like the Sahara desert AGAIN. Refill glass of water and return to bed.

6:30 - Wake up with backpain; how else am I suppose to lay when I sleep? Take a drink, fight the urge to use the toilet again...there's no way my bladder is full after only an hour.

7:35 - Why am I awake again? My back hurts even worse. Tell myself I can still get another 20 minutes of sleep if I hurry. Take a quick drink.

7:55 - Ugh. Time to get up, but I hit the snooze button instead.

8:05 - Alarm goes off again. This time I hear Asia talking to herself. Now it's really time to get up.