Keep on Trucking

At this point in the pregnancy Ryan could come at any time. They estimate that around 36 weeks babies are about 6 pounds (can be as little as 5 to bigger then 7). He should be growing at a rate of about an ounce a day (they said my weight gain should start to taper off… ha ha ha, I won’t hold my breath). The good news is that if he is born now he will likely be strong enough to come home with me when I checkout of the hospital.
What this all means to me is that I have developed this constant feeling that the other shoe is about to fall, that any Braxton Hicks contraction or other pain could be the beginning. There is a large window at this point of when he could come… all the way from now to the second half of May. I have become acutely aware of every changing feeling (and when you are pregnant things change from minute to minute), being a first time mom I have no idea what I should be feeling, and doctors say everything is normal (apparently there is a great variance of “normal”).
I should stay calm and stop thinking about it too much. I talked to a midwife and she gave me good advice: make future plans. So instead of sitting around waiting, we should make plans so that if he doesn’t come tomorrow I will be able to do whatever fun thing we have planned. Don and I are going to a Durham Bulls baseball game Saturday, last weekend we went on a fancy date… at this point the timing is all up to Ryan and all Don and I can do is keep on trucking.