Today I’m 35 weeks pregnant, which means there are only 4ish weeks left. I need to get to 36 weeks before I can deliver at the hospital I hope to deliver at, but then? Ideally after November 1st/37weeks/officially full term? It’s time to have a baby.
My parents have been key in helping with getting my house ready, and I’m so grateful for their time that I’m not sure I’ll ever be able to express to them how much it has meant. My mom helped me move furniture and organize onsies and sleepers by size, while my dad single-handedly installed a new garage door opener (where there hadn’t been one), built garage shelves, and re-organized the bins I had out there.
(My mom noted that he was worried I wouldn’t be able to get a car seat out of the other side of the car because of where shelves had been located – this is a worry I told him about this summer but I didn’t expect the most amazing shelf relocation to come out of it!)(I can now easily get my car in and out and a car seat out too.)
I haven’t been hit with the overwhelming force that is nesting, but I did finally get some diapers, look at how to adjust the straps on the infant car seat do I can install it this week, and a bag for the hospital has been selected and I keep adding things to it. Finding the balance between not being superstitious and still hopeful while patient has been harder than I thought it’d be.
The gestational diabetes has peaked right on time – the insulin I’m needing has stayed the same for the last week, rather than continuing to go up. I’ve found a grove of sorts and know now how certain foods will work, but I am ready for being done with all the pokes. I started twice a week monitoring and it’s meant a half day off work in order to get to the appointments – something I hate doing but I’m making the most of it. Overall the kid looks good – s/he has hair and pretty big feet.
The last of potential names keeps changing, and the only thing I can say is that I hope to look at this child and know what it’s supposed to be. I have a lovely list of family names that round out the middle name list, and they’ll have my last name, but otherwise it’s a bit of a moving target. I do have rules – the initials can’t spell anything and it can’t be a first name that could also be a last name but it also needs to be not offensive when googled. Felix is off the list thanks to that last rule.
I think, even though I still have more to do, I’m ready. I know that I can’t possibly know what to expect until they are here, and if this pregnancy has taught me anything it’s that even the best laid plans can fall apart, so though I’ve got hopes for the delivery, anything goes as long as we’re both okay.
Here’s to the last weeks of October!