Week 34 and I'm done. . .

Seriously! I've had it with being pregnant. The baby has now dropped, and I mean dropped. To the floor. How low can you go? When I stand up I feel like the baby will fall out. I can't even walk normal anymore. Teachers at school are giving me two weeks tops. But oh how I wish it was just two weeks to go! No, I have to live with this head down, butt up in my lungs baby for way more than two weeks! The baby is sitting all on my left side, and the picture is from my left side, so it's all baby there. (pardon the kidney transplant scar on my side, I didn't know that would show up so clearly)

I'm even garnering sympathy from the Wal-Mart greeter I saw today. Really? She met me with a "Oh! When is the baby due, next week?" No, I said, I have about six weeks to go. She didn't believe me and I'm sure it's because of the way I'm walking now.

I've been going to the doctor every two weeks now, but haven't posted anything because I didn't have much to say, until this baby dropped!!! Good news is I haven't gained very much weight since I last posted and from last appointment to today's appointment I haven't gain a pound. The midwife just consoled me and told me to perhaps get a belly massage or go swimming. But, hello, I am still working which involves a lot of getting up and getting down. It is absolute torture standing up from a sitting or laying position. I tried my darnedest last night to hold my pee because I didn't want the pain of getting up and out of the bed. But to no avail, the baby's head must be smushing my bladder. Who knows? I didn't know what baby body part I was feeling until the appointment today when she pointed out the butt to me. The butt, right at the top!

This post is not going so well. It actually sounds down right depressing, BUT for those of you who don't know me as well as my family, I am a complainer! A 100% all the time complainer! And this being pregnant situation is bringing it all out. I feel sorry for my Media Clerk who has to endure my complaining all day long. But luckily she's the nicest woman on earth and has a much more complaining daughter, so she deals with me just fine. She even empathizes with me, even though she hasn't been pregnant for 25 years.

Well, next appointment I get officially checked. They refused to check me today, even though I asked. I just have a crazy feeling I'm at least dilated to 1 cm. We'll see at the 36 week appointment now won't we! Then after that appointment, it's every week until birth day. All I ask of this baby is to hold on until after Feb. 6th, which is the Helen Ruffin Reading Bowl Competition in Jasper, GA. Several kids are relying on me. I feel confident I'll make it to then, but it will be sure hell all the way!

I'll probably start posting more frequently as time gets closer and as I get crankier, so stayed tuned! :)