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38 weeks: Are we there yet?

How in the world did we get to 38 weeks already??? I can't believe that I found out I was pregnant over 34 weeks ago. And then in another way, it seems like it's been so much longer than that. I think part of the reason it seems like I've been pregnant forever is because I found out last August that I was pregnant the 1st time. I found out the baby didn't make it, had my D&C, and then was fortunate enough to become pregnant again right away. So, it's been pretty much continuous pregnancy for a year now.

Not to mention the fact that we started trying for this baby 26 months ago. We have dreamed of this child for so long now. It seems like it will still never happen. I walk into the nursery and can't help but feel that it will never be occupied. Everything is ready for the baby to come home, yet it seems like we're just pretending. What are WE doing with a carseat in our backseat? Who are we to buy stuff at Babies-R-Us? Are we really trying to fool everyone into believing that we're going to be a family of 3 soon?
My belly suggests that a baby is definitely on the way! It's quite interesting to keep your pants covering all your goodies when your belly has dropped so low. I don't exactly have any sort of waistline left to hold my waistband where it belongs. Not to mention that I have FEW shirts left that actually cover my stomach. I used to make fun of the big pregnant girls who walked around with their tummies out. Now I get it. They aren't doing it on purpose. Eventually you can actually outgrow your maternity clothes and you're past the point of caring...

Still feeling good. I've really enjoyed being home this week just wrapping up loose ends that I need to get done. This girl was NEVER meant to be a morning person, so I am LOVING sleeping in. I get up in time for Price is Right (love the showcase showdown) and then get ready to have lunch with Aaron. The afternoons I'm using to get stuff done. Tomorrow I'm going to get a pedicure since I can't reach my feet. And I cannot go into labor without my toenails looking good! If you have to be in stirrups, at least your feet should look great.

It's getting to the point now that I'm wondering all the time when the baby will be here. Most likely we still have a couple more weeks, but you never know. And that makes this point of pregnancy really exciting and a little fear-inducing!!!

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  1. Ah! So exciting!! Congrats on 38 weeks, you're so incredibly close now. Cue the part where I start stalking your blog for the big delivery update! ;) You still look awesome by the way!

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  2. You would think by now we'd be past feeling like an imposter in the pregnant world and yet I still think it's some cruel joke or just a dream. But it's not!!! Little Gil is coming (SOON!) and you'll finally be a mama. :-)

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  3. First, I'm jealous of your sleeping in and watching Price is Right. Second, totally understand the shirt thing...I'm having trouble getting shirts long enough to cover the panels of the maternity pants - maybe I should just switch to scrubs everyday then I wouldn't have to worry about it. And finally, you wouldn't be Amber if you didn't have freshly painted toes for labor, strolling in with your pink flip flops. Looking good!

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  4. We are in the final days too, Amber! You look great and I am so happy for you and Aaron!

    I am with you on the pedicure appointment. I am scheduling one for next week to make sure it gets done before our little guy's arrival!

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  5. They really ought to make maternity clothes specifically for the late third trimester. I have a couple maternity tops that don't cover my belly fully anymore and I'm just creeping towards 30 weeks! Enjoy your lazy mornings. Sleeping in on weekdays is the best.

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  6. I've completely switched to the three dresses I have because the tops don't do it anymore...and I just got a pedicure and haircut yesterday. Yay for cute toes! Can't believe you are soooo close! Are you going to get checked this week??

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