Every morning I wake up and tidy each room in our house in case today is the day. I go through my list of things I need for the birth and make sure none of them were misplaced during the activity of the day before. I check and make sure the snacks I bought for when I go into labor were not eaten by little elves. Then I go about my day as usual. I'm sure this ritual will be repeated every day until Baby Snider is born.
I posed for this picture, looking all cute and perky at about 4 pm. That's about the latest in the day that I'm still comfortable. My hips tend to quit working after that, making it hard for me to waddle up and down the stairs. My already swollen feet start to ache.
And I tend to get pretty grumpy too. I hate the grumpy part the most. I don't like being irritable and it REALLY irritates me to have to try and be nice to people when I don't feel like it. Which is so odd - because usually I feel like it! More than one person has told me that this just tends to happen towards the end of pregnancy.
Right now I'm in bed with my feet propped up on top of two pillows and an ice pack. I'm wearing Silas's t-shirt and a pair of his underwear - the only clothing remotely comfortable for me to wear. Even my biggest maternity clothes don't really fit anymore and leave me feeling constricted. No pictures please. Soon. Soon I will not look like a large pumpkin.
For those of you looking for an actual due date - I don't really have one. I've been focusing on the space between the 15th and 20th of August as a very likely time frame. But I could easily go into labor this next week or hold off till the first of September. I'm trying not to get too hung up on any specific dates.
Sometimes I think Baby Snider is very ready to come out and other times I'm not so sure. Mostly Baby Snider sleeps - but when he/she wakes up... yeah... I feel it. The child is getting very cramped in there and makes it very known to Mommy. Sometimes I just sit in bed and watch my belly go up and down in waves. I try to imagine what Baby Snider looks like, all curled up in there. Soon I won't have to imagine anymore.