36 week Bump Attack with a "Progress Report"

Why yes, I lost a brain cell or two when I decided that I was in the mood for heels at 9 months pregnant. And to top that off... I accessorized those beautiful boots with one active I'm-definitely-two-mom toddler. Good news? I survived. And? No one was hurt.

Moving right along.....

Well. If you follow me on twitter, instagram, or even facebook than some of this update will be old news to you. Why? Because Monday, after my doctor's appointment I posted my "progress report" for all my readers. In other words, how things are going down THERE.

So. Here is my progress report for those that are not aware.
Centimeters: 3.5
Effaced: 60%
Head: VERY low
Water: "Bulging"

Yes, I do realize that this may mean nothing in the world of when baby boy will make his arrival. To me though? What it DOES mean? Two things. That these bloody wild crazy contractions are doing something. And that my body is preparing for Graham's arrival. What it also means to me? That things could go super fast {especially after only being in labor with E for 3.5 hours}.

Other things going on this week? I think I gained 2 pounds. So I'm up to about 28 pound weight gain. Not bad, I am totally okay with this. I still fit in all my non-maternity clothes so honestly not complaining. No stretch marks. Linea Nigra {finally} made its appearance. The belly button is popping out and about to do some damage with how far its sticking out. Baby boy is super low. Lots of trips to the bathroom. Still sleeping through the night though. Have had my periods of nesting, and periods of completely wanting to do absolutely nothing {which is okay too}. Lots of braxton hicks. Lots of pressure down there.

Mucus plug? Oh what... you weren't wanting to know this kind of information? Plug your eyes. I'm about to talk about bodily discharges from the down yonder region.

Are we nervous? Andrew is. I'm doing okay. Are we excited? Certainly. Are we ready? As ready as one can get. Elliana? She loves her baby brother already. Talks about him all the time. I think she will be an amazing big sister. I say that with true confidence.

In the past couple days alone, the girls at my work noticed a "significant drop." I never even said anything. They would come up to me and comment on how much lower my belly looked. Does this mean anything? Who knows.

What I do know is that being 9 months pregnant and working in a such a high acuity critical care unit has been really tough on me. Mainly the other night when I got a new admission that was the sickest of the sick. I nearly fainted toward the end of the night. This mama just doesn't have the pep in her step like she used to.

My prediction? I still stand by the 38 week mark. Which actually happens to fall right on Christmas. Do I want him to come on Christmas? No, not really. But I do want him to come when he's ready. And this certainly is just my little prediction. But lately? I've been thinking sometime within the next week. So before Christmas.

Full Term in just a few days!!! Hello 37 weeks. You have been long anticipated!

So, I'm going to do open this up to a little prediction test here. Put in your dates and times! Whoever is the closest will win a medium AD space on my blog.