MIA

After several months of neglecting this thing, I've decided it's time to come back. It'll at least give me something to do while I impatiently wait for the arrival of the Nugget! We are officially into the teens any only have 19 days left until D-Day! I'm hoping that he'll decide to show up early because even though 19 days sounds like it would fly by, for a 9-months pregnant hormonal psychopath with an ever-growing human being inside her, it sounds like 47 months. I have organized and scrubbed my house from top to bottom at least 3 times in the last week, and we've had the hospital bags packed and ready to go for 2 weeks. When I finish the last few loads of laundry today, I am officially done cleaning and preparing for our new little roommate. Then what am I supposed to do with my time? Go out into the world and... socialize? Terrifying. I'll stay in my hermit shell and clean more, because this whole nesting thing is taking over my body and I feel like I should probably start going to meetings. "Hello, I'm Jessica and I am a bleach-aholic."
On another note, I've been having Braxton-Hicks contractions continuously since yesterday and some of them are super crampy and slightly more intense than usual, and some of them are the normal painless ones. I've been exhausted for 3 days straight, and I just feel off. Hopefully this means something is brewing downtown and my body is getting ready to pop this little guy out! I'm also 2 cm dilated, and 50% effaced. I have an appointment on Wednesday and I'm keeping a good thought that my doctor will say the glorious words "You'll definitely have him within the week!" I'll keep all my millions of faithful blog-readers updated. (That's you, Mom.)
Wish me luck and keep your fingers crossed that Little Bear shows up sometime soon!