Why'd you have to wait to find me, to find me?

Wow today was so frustrating. I thought Vincent's due date was going to be the happiest day of my life so far, not a big build up and a big let down. We've been saying January 20th for so long I really didn't think this date had the option of being anything but wonderful.

What made it really hard was that last night I had false labor for a little more than 2 hours! From 2:45 in the morning til about 5:00 I was having contractions for about 30-45 seconds 5 minutes apart! I really thought it was the real deal. They even started to get more intense by the last 3. I was seriously considering calling the doctor, but then I remembered him saying to walk around and see how you feel after that. As soon as I got up and walked around the contractions stopped. If I got back in bed they started up again! I even took a shower and did my makeup just in case we were really going to the hospital, but after walking around more it was clear that the contractions were not going to happen while I was upright. So I told myself to just go to bed and ignore any contractions I felt. Then if they got really bad of course they would wake me up, but they never did.

When I woke up in the morning I still had faint twinges of pain, but none that grabbed and held on. They were gone. :( So Matt and I went for a walk again, but they never came back. All day I waited, but there were no more signs that Vincent was planning on arriving today.

Really looking forward to the sonogram early tomorrow morning. Hoping to get good news that Vincent is big and strong and healthy and that we will be meeting him soon!

I am 40 weeks pregnant today. Today was my due date. Womp Womp! ;)

I'm standing on the bridge. I'm waiting in the dark. I thought that you'd be here by now.

Sad Illini loss going on right now. We all gave up on the game over here. It wasn't pretty.

I did not have much energy all day because Vincent kept me up all night punching, kicking, rolling, and who knows what else he was doing in there. He's not even here yet and he's keeping me up all night. Today was really the first day I think all pregnancy that I felt really uncomfortable. It's like Vincent went thru a growth spurt and my uterus didn't. Come on, Vincent!

I forgot to mention yesterday that somehow I burned 6 pieces of toast. Amazingly ridiculous, I know. It was like a toast horror movie. I kept forgetting about them in there and then would pop them up manually in panic and they kept coming up charred black. Today showed some improvement. I only burned 2, but really is that that much better since I had such a horrendous experience yesterday? You would think none would come even close to burned. That just goes to show pregnancy brain is a very real thing. The most dangerous thing I think I've done because of pregnancy brain is cook a pizza with the cardboard underneath it the whole time. Oops! At least it only happened once!


So today I ran some errands. Babies R Us for Vincent, Kroger for groceries....I hate how I feel like I'm grocery shopping every day! I'm so inefficient! I would blame pregnancy brain again, but I think I've always been that way. Today I really did need to go. We were out of toilet paper. But do you think that's all I got? Of course not!

The main thing I was looking forward to today was meeting Vincent's pediatrician. I had googled them, called, and made an appointment to meet her and get a tour of the office. I left for my 5 o'clock appointment at 4:30 even though I knew the office was really close to our house, or at least that's what I THOUGHT! Turns out the address listed online (the same place I got their phone number) was wrong and the building I showed up to was empty and for sale.......I was not pleased. I HATE being late for appointments. But then I remembered I had seen a place called Northside something or another on the same road and I thought maybe THAT was it so I drove to that, and would have been right on time IF that would have been the right place. Boo! 0 for 2. So then I went home and tried to call the office to apologize and explain, but I got a recording because it was after business hours. I felt better when I saw that yes indeed the wrong address came up when you google searched it, but then I clicked on a link that said "Contact," and there was a DIFFERENT address listed. So I went to that address even though I was now 40 minutes late. Aaaand the office was closed with no one there. The only thing more frustrating than being late for an appointment is not making it at all. VERY frustrating!
 
At least I'm 38 weeks and 3 days pregnant with only 11 days to go!! You hear that, Vincent? It's time to come out!!

She's so pretty, but she but doesn't always act that way. Her mood's out swinging on the swing set almost every day.

Today was pretty boring. I'll just share a little from my actual journal, and I think Matt and I are going to bed early.

So yesterday was our trash pick up day, and our recycling got picked up, but our trash never did! I checked this morning! This is not the first time we've had a problem with Waste Management, but it was our recycling that got neglected before. Just as I was about to call Waste Management and let them have it the truck pulled up. (This is around 11:15am.) They really dodged a bullet there! I wasn't sure if I was happy or not because I was really getting riled up and was gearing up to unload my pregnancy hormones or wrath onto somebody, and all of a sudden I didn't have to. Nowhere for the hormones to go but to just dissipate into the air. Although, they DID drop a few pieces of trash right at their feet onto our driveway, and do you think they could take .2 seconds to bend down and pick them up?? NO! So that leaves them to me, the pregnant lady about to pop, to walk out there and bend down with great difficulty to pick up trash I ALREADY THREW AWAY!!

I'm 38 weeks pregnant with 12 more days to go til due date.

It's gonna happen when it's supposed to happen and we find the reasons why one step at a time

Today was a frustrating day. So ready to be done being pregnant. I'm so grateful to be pregnant, but I'm ready to meet my baby, become a mom, and go back to being my old self.

I fell asleep listening to the same track of Hypnobabies, but I made it further than last time. I heard new stuff for sure. Not sure if I should move on to the next track or try that one yet again.

I finally called a pediatrician for Vincent and set up an appointment to tour the office and meet the staff. It's a good thing I called today because the next two times they could fit me in were Jan. 9th and Jan. 17th....cutting it a LITTLE close. Still hoping Vincent will come early and that the Jan. 17th one wouldn't even work. I also procrastinated calling to set up a tour of the hospital where I will be delivering so the next time they had available was Jan. 14th. Not gonna be heartbroken if that tour doesn't happen either and Vincent comes early and we just get lost a little.

So the bulk of my day I spent crocheting. I finished two scarves for Matt's grandmas for Christmas (Oops! a little late!) and slippers for my dad. The slippers almost made me want to shoot myself because they kept coming out too thin. I made about 5 slippers total and unraveled 3 until I had 2 that were the size I THINK my dad's feet are. Oh and I made Vincent another hat. I've made two so far. If you want to see them you'll have to wait til we take a picture of him wearing them when he's born!

It was a struggle, but I again drug my butt to the gym around the same time as yesterday. I really need to start going in the morning. The problem with the morning is sometimes I sleep in kinda late and Matt usually comes home for lunch (he did today) so I want to be there to spend that time for him. Plus, I make him lunch so he kinda needs me to be there.

The day ended in frustration with the Illini losing to Purdue. At least it wasn't something pregnancy related. It's been a rough past 7 days. I think I've cried every day, and not just "Oh what a sweet Hallmark commercial." Each day it's been, "I'm sick of being pregnant. I just want Vincent to come NOW."

I'm 37 weeks 3 days with 18 more days to go til due date.

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