Baby Bound - Weeks 36/37

The picture says 36 weeks but due to my blogging slackery (and lack of a 37 week sticker) it was actually taken at 37 weeks.  And what does 37 weeks mean???  FULL TERM!!!!  She can come at any time now!

Not loving pictures these days but I'm hopeful that I'll be glad I took them in the future

I'm so HOT!!!  Where did that come from?!?!  Sure, I've been a tad warm here and there the past nine months, but it has just reached a whole new level! I've seriously been a sweaty mess every minute of the day.  I don't envy women who enter their 9th month in the heat of the summer.  You have my utmost respect. I would die!!!

There even may have been some thermostat wars going on in our house the past few days.  Well, not really wars per say, but I may have had to break out the whiney-ness to get my point across of how hot I actually am.  That was then followed by some over-exaggerated huffing and puffing at night loud enough to express my unhappiness with the current temperature. When that didn't work, I opened all the windows in the house during the day and turned the heat off completely during the night.  It was glorious!!!  I had the best nights sleep I've had in like a week!  My excitement over my nice night of sleep was quickly squashed when I looked over at my husband curled up in a ball, clinging to the covers, shivering.  Poor guy.  I went downstairs and looked at the temperature.  It may have only been 57 degrees in the house. Oops.  BUT in my defense, it felt SOOOO good!!!  As I stood in front of the thermostat for a good two minutes trying to get the cover off (we have the hardest thermostat to get into!), I watched the temperature rise to 63 degrees.  No joke.  I was radiating heat like crazy, and the thermostat agreed!

Baby girl is definitely dropping.  My belly button is starting to point towards the ground and I have to pee every time I stand up.  Its also getting pretty uncomfortable to stand and walk so I'm hoping that means she will be here sooner rather than later!

At our doctor's appointment this week he said he thought she was about 7.5 to 7.75 pounds.  Not fully realizing what he meant, I responded "Oh that sounds about right.  So you think she'll weigh that much when she's born and she's only about 6lbs now?"  (Yeah, I totally wasn't listening to him).  He replied "No, that's what I think she weighs now".......Gah!  But we have at least 3 weeks to go and she's supposed to gain about a pound a week!  I had a brief-ish moment of panic.  Hopefully one of three things will happen. 1.  Her weight will stabilize and she'll remain where she is.  2.  She'll decide to come a week or so early. Or 3.  He's completely off on his estimate.  I'll be fine with any of these options.  If those don't work, I may be taking volunteers for someone to have her for me. :)

All that aside, I'm so so SO excited!  I can't believe she'll be here in just a few short weeks!  I can't wait to hold her, and to watch my husband hold her!!!  Eeeekkkk!