I had another OB appointment this morning and was really hoping there would be something to report. Unfortunately, there are no changes since last week, no sign that the baby is going to arrive sooner rather than later. Sigh... Granted, things can change quickly at this stage of the game, so I'm not going to let myself fret. Still, I feel like I've been pregnant forever, and I'm tired of hurting all the time, tired of not being able to bend or breathe normally, and tired of waiting to meet the new little baby. I know it'll all be over soon, and that in the meantime, yes, I do have to wear pants.*
*I had a serious debate with myself this morning as to whether or not pants were really necessary, given the effort it would take to put them on. I sat there on the bed for a good five minutes pondering the issue before concluding that opting out of pants might not be a good idea, given the company dress code combined with the weather.
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