Pregnancy Update

Well, ever since I started my weekly doctor's appointments I have decided that this baby will NEVER get here. Last week I was at 1 cm dilated and 60% effaced. Then through the whole week my body decided to try and kill me. I would be walking happily along and suddenly this horrible sharp pain would hit my abdomen and I would have to stop walking until it passed. I tried to keep a positive attitude about the whole thing since that meant I was getting closer to my baby making her entrance into the world. Then this morning I went to the doctor and you know what he said? 1 cm dilated and 60% effaced! You have got to be kidding me! I finally asked what happens when I go over and he said he'd induce me after 41 weeks. That could mean that my baby isn't born until APRIL! Now I'm trying to be positive about this. At least it would mean that my birthday is sufficiently away from hers as to be my own still. The whole March 19th birthday and March 23rd due date has really been worrying me lately. I want her now and yet I don't so I guess it's a good thing that she isn't here yet.

In other news my husband is my hero! Lately I have been completely unable to lay down. It doesn't matter how I position myself it still hurts. I had a body pillow to hold between my legs and hold up my bellie, but it had recently stopped working. Then about a week ago my husband (aka the genius) came up with this pillow wedge thing that takes 4 pillows to prop me up just enough to make laying down comfortable. So now I can sleep. Isn't he amazing?!

Speaking of sleeping I had the weirdest dream last night. I dreamt that my husband and I were living in the times of Braveheart and we had somewhere around 7 babies. Then the king said that they had to go to war. Yes, I did say they. My husband HAD to take the 7 babies with him to war. The war was over, get this, Phil the ferret who had been stolen from the king. I was so mad that they had to go to war over a ferret and thought the king should just buy a new one. Every time a battle would start in my dream the theme song to Rocky would start playing and everything went into slow motion. It ended in a culminating fight in which Martin (I have no idea who Martin was or why I knew him in the dream) was almost killed by a traitor that he thought was his friend. Weird.