37 Weeks and counting

Boy things seem to be picking up steam. I woke up the morning of 37 weeks and felt a whole new kind of pregnant.

Last week I finished work. My coworkers threw me a surprise waffle party in our kitchen pantry and they gave me a very nice diaper bag. It felt strange to leave work, especially knowing that unlike most I won't be returning. A new chapter begins.

Last week I also passed my driving test! So glad it's over, I think I literally slipped that in just in the nick of time. As now I'm not feeling at all with it enough to be taking a test. Although I am now surprisingly a lot more comfortable driving (freeway driving not included).

We had our Bay Area baby shower on Sunday, which included guys. We had a very casual barbeque in the outside area of our apartment complex. Unfortunately it was a very windy day and we eventually moved into the apartment. It was a lot of fun to see everyone, possible for the last time before baby comes. Of course we bought way too much food and now have an abundance of hot dogs and burgers in our freezer. Which is not exactly what i'm craving to eat right now.

What I am craving is some wholesome nutritious food. I've had a long bought of sweetness cravings but I am now wanting cleansing foods. I believe my body is getting into cleansing mode. I'm on my second day of diarrhea, which is supposed to be a sign of an encroaching labor. And it's not the type of upset stomach diarrhea, it almost feels more like when you get butterflies. I read somewhere that it could mean baby is coming in the next week... I see my midwives tomorrow and hopefully they'll have some insight.

Things are definitely shifting. I'm getting a lot of "you look ready to pop" type of comments. And honestly, looking at the mirror, I can't fathom my belly getting much bigger. This baby is done, the timer is about to go off.

A good friend of mine from Hong Kong is arriving shortly and staying with us till Monday. It will be great to have some company and help nesting, but I sure hope baby waits till after she leaves!

I am all at once in total disbelief, it feels like "showtime". After all the months of prep, it's time for opening night, you've done all you can do. I don't know why I'm relating birth to theatre right now, it's just what seems right. I used to do dance and theatre way back in the day and it kinda feels that way. It's that feeling right before the curtains go up. You've just gotta get on stage and give it all you got. Ready or not, it's showtime.