I got kind of sad last night realizing that I never kept a journal of anything of this pregnancy. I was too scared that it wouldn't work out. Now I wish I knew when Mr H first felt her kick or when you could first see the nightly earthquakes she produces through my belly. So here's my lame ass attempt at chronicling the next 2 (or 3 weeks I guess).
Had my first internal where my hopes were up yesterday. I did get one at 29 weeks when I was experiencing pretty intense braxton hicks, but then I wanted to hear that nothing was going on. Yesterday I really wanted to have a good reason for constantly feeling like someone was thrusting a knife into my who-ha and twisting it around for sport. I wake up each morning feeling like I've been in a gang bang or something. But nope, only 50% effaced and fingertip dilated. And I think the only reason he said fingertip is that he thought I might cry. He did end the appointment telling me that he was doc on call for the long weekend and that someone has to be the lucky one that goes early....but I'm not counting on it.
Which is a good thing, since my mom is coming over on Monday to cook and freeze things with me. We're making meatballs (my grandpa is the reason I am a meatball snob, he made the best meatballs ever and it is the only recipe I have that I will not sure, I will only eat homemade, everything else is crap), probably a few kinds of sauce, and maybe soup or something. That means the project for the next 2 days is to eat everything else that is in the freezer...and there's a lot of yummy ice creams!!! Sure is hard being me, huh!?!?
Hope everyone has a wonderful 3 day weekend!! My brother and wife got a new puppy yesterday so we're headed over there in a few. So excited to play with him!