39 weeks, 2 days and still writing pregnancy updates! Who would have guessed? I’m officially more pregnant than I’ve ever been before. I’ve long since given up expecting the baby to be born any minute and have gone back to planning lots of activities, because anything is better than sitting at home waiting.
For a while I was getting tired of being pregnant, but I’ve come back around and find the novelty of this being my longest pregnancy kind of fun. If I’m never going to do this again, I might as well do it up right, yes? If I ever turn into one of those women who feel the need to warn every pregnant woman they see that the third one was the pregnancy that just wouldn’t end, though, I’m going to need someone to slap me. Those women have been annoying the crap out of me for MONTHS now.
I think most of my good mood at this point stems from the fact I feel 100% back to normal after the whole stomach virus and/or flu fiasco. (I don’t know if it was the flu or not. It’s possible the nausea wasn’t caused by the illness, just a side effect of pregnancy/not being able to eat, which would mean the flu is likely.) In any event, I feel pretty good for being 9 months pregnant. Compared to two weeks ago, I could stay like this forever.
(I do think it would be kind of cute if she was born yet today – a tax day baby for the accountant! – but eh. No use getting my hopes up. Tomorrow is OK, too. And the next day. Or even getting to see what it’s like to be 40 weeks pregnant.)