6 weeks. SIX

How could you guys let me go SIX WEEKS without an update???? And here I thought you CARED.


I'm crushed!!!

Just kidding. I'm now 32 weeks along in the crazy pregnancy journey. And as I've stated time and time again, I could not be more miserable. Physically anyway. That having been said, I am still so grateful for this little girl growing inside me. The jury is still out on whether or not she IS actually little though. I sure feel like I've got a mammoth of a baby growing inside me. I have never had breathing problems AND peeing problems, but boy do I ever. I've never peed so much in all of my life. I'm pretty sure she's head down, but I'd also swear she's using my bladder as a trampoline.

I think about her all the time and wonder what she's going to look like. I've got it in my head that she's going to have red hair. I had a dream last night that I gave birth last night. And despite being 32 weeks, she weighed 7.9lbs and was just fine. She did have dark hair in the dream though. My 35 weeker weighed in at 6lbs and I thought that was big for a preemie. Can you imagine 7.9 at 32 weeks? That would mean one big ol' baby at 40 weeks. Not that I've ever been a day past 39 weeks. Oh shoot me now if I even come close to 39 weeks. That having been said, I've have some sort of augmentation/induction with four of the six. The only two left alone came early, but I don't know if I'll always go early. Having a unassisted homebirth means I won't have anyone willing to do any augmentation. Notice I said WILLING. Brandon COULD strip my membranes, but refuses. Probably a good thing. Inductions aren't in the best interest of the baby. Best interest of my comfort, but we won't go there.

Please pray for my sanity as I struggle to the end here. It's getting difficult and I know I need to stay strong, both mentally and physically. It's so important for her health.