further to the last posting, friends who have had babies are allowed to gently tease and to commiserate on the miseries and joys of pregnancy.

i forgot the most important thing in my 10 centimetres article.

friends who have NOT had babies cannot in any way shape or form pretend to know what pregnancy, labour or delivery is like. they cannot attempt to compare any of those things to migraines, a big poo, cramps, putting on weight, or anything else that people may try and compare the entire experience of having a baby with.

so, to all of you who think you might know, shutup before your friends kill you!

time is standing still today.... better have a nap.

all i have to say is... mucus plug.

why is it that some people actually look good when they cry? i hate that. they look all delicate and sad... people want to say, "are you okay?"

such is not the case with me. when i cry, which believe me is often... especially lately, my face screws up, my nose runs as much as my eyes are... small children actually run from me. and, when i stop crying, i still look like i was crying for two days. it's ridiculous!

anyways, to all you people who look good crying... or who make crying seem romantic... stop it!

3 days to go... dr's appt. tomorrow.... maybe she'll give that cervix a good poke to get it dilating! at this point, i am not against inducing.

ever wondered how big 10 centimetres is? grab a ruler and have a look. that's how big, in a circle, your cervix has to dilate in order to get a baby out. in our prenatal classes with the beastie, they actually cut circles out of paper so that we could see how big that was. nice, eh? something that i really didn't want to know.

before the big day hits me, i have a few things to say about labour and delivery. perhaps this is also to remind me of the finer moments?

1. husbands can and must be blamed for everything while you are in labour. while you may have enjoyed making the baby with him, that becomes irrelevant.
2. everyone is going to see your crotch. and i mean EVERYONE. and you won't care. personally, i think this is to prepare a person for breastfeeding... nothing about the body is private anymore!
3. having had a baby does not prepare you for having a second baby. you have no idea how many times this week i have thought with every twinge in the belly, "oh, maybe it's starting!!"
4. epidurals are good.
5. the dr. who administers the epidural is a very good man.
6. if they give you a chance for an epidural, take it.
7. while, contrary to popular opinion, you never EVER forget the pain of delivery, the pain of early breastfeeding soon replaces that memory!

hmmmm.... that's all i can think of for the moment.... i'm sure there'll be more additions later!

well, for all you kooks who actually try to plan your pregnancies, i have decided, in my nine months pregnant wisdom (believe me, i have never been more intelligent than right now!!), that babies should be conceived sometime in september (yes, russell, this advice is directed at you!!)... and here are the reasons...

1. september, especially the evening, is much cooler to actually be.... ummmm.... conceiving the baby.
2. summer is pretty much over, so by the time the baby starts wreaking havoc on your body, you don't have to battle the heat too much.
3. this way the baby will be born sometime in may... i mean, let's face it, the best kids are born in may! ;)
4. fall and winter maternity clothes are way nicer and easier to find than summer stuff.
5. pay attention, because this is the most important reason... IT ISN'T SO STINKING HOT!!!

so, please take my advice into consideration, and then you may not have to have such a whiney blog as this has been for the last few months!

5 days to go... will this torment never end? the crying, the moodiness, the need to have things clean... and that's just jason!! (just kidding, honey!)

but, i have to call for a dr's appt. with my dr. for this week... she's back from holidays. so, hopefully she'll say something crazy like, "oh, just give a push, the baby's right there!!"

i can dream, can't i?

7 days to go... my sista ashley is coming tonight.... that way we'll have a babysitter when we need to go to the hospital. which, let's all hope and pray, is very very very VERY soon.