Only 41 days to go...

I am still plodding through a cold I have had for over 2 weeks and I had the flu for a few days as well. I think this is what led to my last weekend freak out. Friday and Saturday I had nausea and contractions that went from every 4 hours and progressed until I had 3 in an hour. I called my doctors office and the on call doctor suggested I go into the hospital and get checked. Of course when I arrived I stopped having contractions and they could find nothing wrong with me. Since then I haven't had any contractions. I am still nauseous leading me to believe I had contracted the flu. The hospital in the end was very nice and said they would rather see me a hundred times and tell me nothing was wrong then have me not come in and have something be wrong. Well, I agree. Although I don't want to become a frequent flier, as the nurse said they call the ones who are in a lot. She didn't blame them though because as she pointed out being pregnant for the first time is a scary deal. I have to agree.

Thursday night Mike stopped in Colfax on his way home from Pullman to fill up with gas. He called me when he was well over half way home to inform me he just realized that he had gone into the store to pay for his gas and get a little snack but while he was getting his snack he got really dizzy and nauseated and felt like he was going to pass out. He paid for his snacks but not the gas. I immediately called the gas station to let them know what had happened. Then when Mike got home I went crazy trying to make sure he rested. Mike never gets sick but when he does it is land him in the hospital kind of sick and with him studying for his big test we couldn't risk it. So 12 hours of sleep, a bottle of Gatorade, some orange juice and Ziacam he felt a lot better the next day. Thank God!

Now I sit alone at home again while Mike is at Starbucks, his preferred place of study and think about how many days I have left until our due date. I realize that a due date means nothing I could have to wait a whole extra week for the little guy to come. It has been wonderful to not have to work but I must admit it has a tendency to make the days drag on and on. I have cleaned my house, decorated rooms, I sew, I get together with friends and ponder the pains of having to actually give birth to this thing that just gets bigger everyday. I have read a million books. Help something has to make this next several weeks go by faster!

P.S. - For those of you like my mother who think pregnancy was the most wonderful time in your life. I love you but I can't say I agree. Ask me again after Gavin comes and don't remind me I said this when I go to have the next one.