40 weeks and counting....

Well here I sit, 40 weeks pregnant and BITCHY as hell! I have to say I never, ever thought this pregnancy would go on this long. The whole time I've had this "feeling" that I was going to give birth earlier than my due date predicted. HA! SO much for "feelings"! You might be wondering why I am so moody. Or you may have already been pregnant before (and gone past your due date) and you may know exactly how I feel. It's not that I am uncomfortable, because I actually feel pretty good. I believe what may be making me so irritable could possibly be all the lovely questions and comments that I have had to field during my last week or two of pregnancy. Here are a few of my favorites and what I WISH my replies could be. (Most of the time I just smile and try not to say anything snippy) 1. You're still pregnant??? ( NO, I'm not still pregnant, I just have a huge bulging belly and no baby in my arms....) 2. Where is that baby? Why isn't she coming out? ( I'm not sure. Let me yell up my cervix and see what the holdup is!) 3. You're still here?? (No, I'm not still here. I'm actually a mirage; a figment of your imagination. And I really WANT to be here too. In fact, I instructed the baby NOT to come out so that I can walk around and annoy people with the fact that I'm still here.) 4. Have you tried doing _______ to get her out?? ( Why no, I haven't. I haven't tried anything. I've just been sitting on my fat ass and waiting.) If there is one thing I've learned about babies its that they come when they are good and ready. I have been doing all kind of (SAFE) things to get this baby out. I've been walking at least 5 days a week (some days up to 3 miles), still working out with my stroller strength group and even doing squats and lunges. I've tried some light jogging and running up and down stairs. I even tried Mexican food not to mention some other fun suggestions people gave me. At 37 weeks, I was dilated to 1.5 centimeters and the nurse felt the baby's head. I thought, "Surely I won't make it to my 38 week appointment." At my 38 week appointment, I was dilated to 2.5 centimeters and I was 70% effaced. Again, the doctor felt the baby's head. I just KNEW she was coming any day. I packed and rechecked my bags and made a last minute game plan and to do list. At my 39 week appointment, I was dilated to 3cm (holy crap, 3 centimeters????). Hubby brought his laptop home last weekend because we just knew I wouldn't make it til Monday. Mom and dad arrived Friday night. Monday (yesterday) arrived and my husband reluctantly packed up his laptop and went to work. Mom and I headed to the doc for my 40 week checkup. Doctor asked if I wanted him to "help me along." He did something called "stripping my membranes". All I can say is OUCH!! I started at the bottom of the table and somehow ended up at the top of the exam table with my head almost in the wall. He said there was a 70% chance he would see me in 24-48 hours. Only a 70 percent chance????? He couldn't have told me that before he tortured me?! I left the doctor's office dilated to 3.5 centimeters. 30 something hours later, here I sit, still pregnant. Yes, I'm still here and yes she is holding on strong at 40 weeks. Yes, I'm moody and bitchy and trying to put on a happy face! Think of me this week and especially think of my poor husband. The man deserves a medal for dealing with me the last week. I see the light at the end of the tunnel! Somewhere......