Ok.

Well, I think I can say now that I am officially tired of being pregnant. Even though I'm having regular contractions (which are only mildly uncomfortable if at all), they are doing nothing. Cervix is still closed.*

Luca and I have this three day weekend and we can't do anything! All of our baby-related errands have been run, and we really don't want to go shopping just so I can spend some money on stuff I don't need, or to a museum where I'd have to stand all day. I can't stand for very long without getting dizzy and short of breath, so those kinds of activities sound like torture to me.

And I am NOT doing work today. I already spent a good part of Saturday working on my models. I've gotten all the school work done that I wanted to before I gave birth. Any work I'm doing now is on new projects. Which is fine. It's just a good stopping point's all.

Pre-pregnancy on days like this, we'd go for a run, go out to a pub and get a burger and a beer, go climbing or swimming. We did go for a 2 mile walk this AM with the dog (which really was lovely), but now what? I'm tired of watching movies on Netflix. I don't feel like reading. And I have an Ob appt. at 2PM where I'm sure nothing will happen.

I think maybe we'll bake something when we get home from the appt. Of course, I won't be able to eat any of what we make.... haha**. Maybe we'll order in Indian food tonight or something.

It seriously feels like we're never going to have this baby.



*Update -- Just kidding. Now I'm at 1cm, 50% effaced, soft. Progress from Saturday, for sure. And yes, I know it's no indication that labor is imminent or anything like that.
**Of course I will eat it. The Ob/gyn can go right ahead and bite me.