Week 39

It is amazing to think that Jason and I have been married for a year this coming Sunday. It has been a wonderful year filled with many memorable moments. I feel like the day we found out we were pregnant is years and years ago, not just these short 9 months. Lately we have been so focused on preparing for our little one that we haven't given the celebrating of our one year anniversary much thought. In fact we both hope that the baby gets here before the big day so that she can have her own day to celebrate. And I am not keen on spending the 1 year anniversary in the hospital in labor. So we have been pleading, bribing, and pestering in all sorts of ways this little baby to come out and join us. Everyone is so looking forward to her arrival. And I am looking forward to my body returning to a semblance of normal. No more baby incubator I want to be able to bend over, run up and down stairs, sleep on my belly, roll out of bed, lift obnoxiously heavy things and not have to worry about the baby inside! With anywhere between 12 hours and 7 or so days left I have gotten to the point were I wake up checking to see if she is still there. Grimacing when I lift my rolly-pollie self out of bed and my hips shrieking in discomfort. Any bribing tips would be greatly appreciated.