Long Day

It's been a really long day... and I'm grumpy as heck. :-\

The Flints came and picked me up this a.m. for my 38 week prenatal appointment, and like my morning, Janelle's started off rough so both of our days kind of started off on the wrong foot. I could tell she was stressed, and the kids were having a hard time today... which is totally normal, but it does make for a hard day. I LOVE you Janelle, you are AMAZING. She dropped me off at my appointment and went to put gas in the car and stop at Starbucks... I was a little bit late, but they got me in pretty quickly. The NST was fabulous, Elah cooperated again this time, so that's good. After that I waited FOREVER to get into a regular room to be seen by the only midwife on staff today. When she finally came in she informed me that I have a UTI... I didn't have a clue, I had no symptoms! She checked the fundal height... measuring perfectly, checked Elah's position, and as I figured Elah is head down with her back on my right side (she STAYS there), her but between my ribs and her knees just around my left rib. She didn't check my cervix, so I don't know if I've progressed at all. Needless to say... I'm bummed. I was hoping for a better update then that!

We eventually got home and ate lunch, I didn't get to spend much time with Janelle and the kids today, but I'm glad to atleast have gotten to see them today! Justin picked me up to go see my mother in law's Christmas program at the nursing home she works at. I couldn't handle sitting in the chairs the provided, it was killing my hips, so we walked around and checked out some of the Christmas trees they had decorated.

I was hoping to talk the inlaws or my parents into going to town with us to walk around the mall or Target or something with the slight chance that it might put me into labor.... but nobody budged :-\ So J and I decided to bundle up, throw the sweaters on the dogs, and we headed to the lake to walk. It was a good idea... except for my nose going numb. Didn't do anything though.

So basically it was a long, drawn out day... and I'm in a foul mood and I'm tired of being pregnant. I used to hate hearing women say that, because when we were trying for soooo long to get pregnant I would think "Stop complaining! Atleast you ARE pregnant.". Now I understand. Being pregnant is amazing, it's a blessing, it's a miracle.... and it can be pretty miserable as well. I'm entirely uncomfortable. I'm tired of having Justin tie my shoes for me. I'm tired of maternity clothes. I miss my boyfriend jeans from Old Navy without the elastic band on the waist. I miss bending over to pick up things without feeling like I'm crushing my lungs. I just want my daughter in my arms and my body back. I'll be 39 weeks on Saturday and I'm beyond ready. Do you hear me Elah? Mommy is ready... daddy is ready... Auntie Janelle is ready... your grandparents are ready... we are ALL ready.