The finish line is within view, and yet it is so far away...
I am HUGE Pregnant at this point. And I am done.
I really enjoyed this pregnancy, more than the last, and was happy, did not complain, kept a positive attitude about the weight gain, back aches, swollen feet and hands, losing my breath everytime I rolled over in bed... and now I am done.
This baby is well cooked at this point and can come out at anytime and I would be more than happy about that. I had my doctor talked into delivering this weekend, but he pushed it back to March 9th last time I was there.
I see him tomorrow and we are going to talk.
Hopefully we can reach a compromise and get her out March 6th (Friday rather than the following Monday). Three days to a 9 month pregnant person is an eternity.
I am pulling out the big guns on this one, water works and all in his office. Wish me luck,
No one likes to see a VERY PREGNANT person cry. Hopefully.
On another note...My poor Dixie dog had to have surgery yesturday. She had three bladder stones the size of Sugar cubes removed. To a 17lb schnauzer, that freaking huge! I felt so bad for her. So I guess, someone was having a worse time than me. She is doing good, and getting very spoiled, something to keep my mind off of feeling like I am doubling in size everyday...
