Icky sicky.

We are know 37 weeks and 2 days grown. Almost there. Almost.

Today I measured 39 centimeters, which means I'm measuring big for how far along I am. Eek! Is my nightmare of a 10 pound baby coming true?! I hope not. Of course I want a healthy baby but I don't want a BIG healthy baby.

And oh boy does she feel big. Her favorite position has her feet shoved right up into my ribs on the right side. If I even rest my arms on my belly she kicks as if saying, "Move Mama, I need some room." So, now my favorite craft of looming has me keeping my arms lifted.

Some days I feel confident about where I'm at with my pregnancy and other days I don't. Yesterday was one of those days. I thought I was having contractions and wasn't quite sure what was going on. I had a not-so-pretty visit to the bathroom in the AM and weird stomach cramps through out the day. I knew the offset timing meant they were not contractions. Slight nausea had me sleeping on and off most of the day. I felt a mess. My regular weekly visit to my midwife eased and confirmed my thoughts that this feeling was not normal. Turns out I had a minor stomach virus that's been going around. Or atleast that's what my symptoms lead too.

Today was nurse-myself-back-to-better-health day. I lost 3 pounds since my visit last week and the light headed feeling returned stronger than usual. The doc didn't have to tell me twice: lots of fluids and nutritional meals! I munched on fruits and veggies all day today. And Ryan's home cooked meal allowed for the much needed protein. Thank heaven for my husband.

My only other concern was baby, of course. But, she's been movin' and groovin' (a.k.a. kicking me in the ribs) and her heart beat is normal.

So now, back to waiting. I'm thankful I have had several friends from working wanting to hang out. And family is coming to visit this weekend. As long as I'm not cooped up in this apartment too much I think I can bare these next couple weeks.

Or maybe I'll get lucky and she'll surprise us.

Keep loving.