For you, Caroline

IN 24 DAYS I'M HAVING A BABY! That's less than a month! Give or take a few.  And I am scared sh*tless... I've spent months waiting for this nug to pop out and now, realistically, at any given moment he could be here.  The doctor says because I've been so "normal" throughout the entire pregnancy that I have a good chance of carrying up to my due date.  I have mixed feelings about that.  Part of me wants it to happen sooner because I am so anxious and excited.  Part of me want him to stay in as long as possible because I am absolutely terrified of labor.  Have you ever watched "A Baby Story" ???? Not a single woman is peaceful or not screaming...

I just have so many questions.  Am I going to cry? Am I going to pass out? Who is going to visit me?  Will I get an epidural? Will I have a c-section?  Will I ever have a 6 pack? Is my belly button ring going to look weird after?  Am I going to poop? (66% of people do in labor, ugh!) How many pairs of underwear should I pack?  How on earth am I going to let anyone know that I'm going into labor? When will my water break? Will I be home alone? WILL I SURVIVE?!?!?!

Right now I am exactly 36 weeks and 4 days along.  The light is at the end of the tunnel and my little baby is pretty much ready to come out.  I'm measuring right on track, so he can be up to 19 inches and 6 pounds.  So basically he's the size of a honeydew.  Finally, they give me a fruit I know!  I NEVER sleep anymore.  I toss and turn all night, catching sleep here and there.  I have so much discomfort, especially in my hips.  No swelling though!  The baby's kidneys, liver, circulatory and immune systems are ready to go.  He still just needs to get a little fatter!

And finally... I went out with my friends and was "that awkward pregnant person" at the bar.  It was awesome.  It felt so good to go out again and be involved in all of the drunken drama.  I slurped down my shirley temples as they chugged their beers.  I've missed it all too much.  The only problem is that I LOVE TO DANCE.   I don't know what others think, but I think I'm good.  But I just felt so weird having an enormous belly and getting out on the dance floor.  It was so out of character for me to just stand around. But needles to say, the people watching was enough entertainment.  I should have taken some "Creeper Cam" pictures.

Without any further adieu, here is my Saturday night baby belly! 36 weeks, and my son is already going out to bars... smh