36 weeks
Only 3 weeks and 3 days till D-day.
I love hearing others' instincts about the baby--whether it is a boy or girl, if I will deliver tomorrow or 3 weeks from now, etc. I feel blessed to know so many are interested in this little life growing (bigger and bigger) inside of me. I only hope that many of the people that are interested in this baby now will pray for him/her and for us, as parents, after it is born. My only hope of being an effective, God-glorifying parent is in Christ alone.
Speaking of the due date rolling closer, I have started having dreams about giving birth and going into labor. The dreams depend on my preoccupations during the day. Last week, I started thinking about the likelihood that the baby will be over 8 pounds...which led to a dream about birthing a toddler that wouldn't let me hold him. Yesterday, I started having weird nerve pains in my upper thigh and in my lower belly that got me wondering about the pain of true labor and, what do you know, I have a dream about waiting to go into labor. In my dream, I kept trying to go walking and just couldn't get it done.
Oddly enough, I had my first un-provoked nose bleed last night. As I slept, I reached up to itch my nose and out came a stream of blood. I grabbed a towel (it was brown, don't worry) and covered my nose, then realized I also had to go to the bathroom pretty badly...after I figured out all that, I woke Ryan to get some pointers on how to take care of a nose bleed. A few minutes later, the bleeding stopped and I finished my night off with more dreams of labor.
I expect to keep having these not-so-calming dreams as the time draws near. Things are good right now...God is good. I still feel great almost all the time and I have a good friend and old-roommate (Alana Peake) from college visiting this weekend.