What the what? Chicken butt

4 cm dilated at appointment today. Things are just trucking along. Apparently I'm just a ticking time bomb and Adam thinks I should have training pads underneath me at all times. Apparently the thought of my water breaking grosses him out. It's so not like the tv/movies, honey. It'll be okay. . .

APPARENTLY next week is Thanksgiving. (I had to use the word one more time.) I really had no idea. Halloween just happened yesterday, right? I have just had this baby on my mind way too much to even think about Thanksgiving. Luckily, mostly all I have to do is show up to the two dinners we are going to. I'm making some rolls, I think, for my mom's house. No biggy.

What's more important though, next week, is Erin and I going to see Twilight. ;-) Jusssst kidding about it being more important. It IS exciting, though! The books are good. The movies are terrible but you just can't NOT go see it.

Last time with Emma, I had planned to have my hair done and what not right before she was born. Since she was early, it never happened. So it was goal this time to have that done because I won't be going and getting my hair done for a lonnng time. Plus, people take pictures when you've had a baby and dammit, your hair should look nice, am I right? So, I went tonight after my doctor's appointment and I feel much better.

I've packed a bag and the bassinet is ready and the baby room is mostly ready. There's just a mild "honey-do" list for the hubsters and his brother this weekend and then I'll be happy with the house.

Baby's coming. Look prepared!

No one panic. . .

Had my 36 week appointment today and was 3 cm dilated. It didn't really phase me until I was in the car on the way home. 3 cm?? What does that mean? How long? Crap, I'm not ready! Came home and went to my trusty google search. Mayo Clinic says:

Dilation isn't a good indicator of when labor will begin, but rather a general sign that you're getting ready for labor. Once you're in active labor, expect to dilate more quickly.

I'll take that. Although I'm not totally comforted by this. I'm completely re-examining last week: I got an "energy burst" and did lots of shopping and nesting for baby boy. Does that mean I'm going to go into labor soon? It's not necessarily an old wive's tale and not scientific fact either. However, this week, I'm so freaking tired. I fall asleep on the floor playing with Emma every day this week. (It's only for a few minutes. She'll push a musical toy and I'm right back up again.)

Anywho, so now I'm wondering, should I pack a bag? Do I need to prepare? Nursing tops, medela pump, pj's, oh my!! All of these things just make me go, "aaaccckkk" in my head. Am I really about to have a newborn? Noooooooooo. I'm so scared of the crazy. Crazy no sleep. Crazy hormones. Crazy hungry baby. Crazy Emma getting jealous. I can't do this. I change my mind, God. ::sigh:: Not really. I want this baby boy so badly . . . . Most of my prayers have just been for patience for the coming weeks. Lots. And Lots. Of prayers for patience. And for God to help me be a good mother and wife. I'm going to need so much help. . . On one hand I think I tend to overreact though. I was dreading today because I hate this appointment. I hate the cervical check because they're painful. I had completely psyched myself out and was almost crying before the doctor even did anything. And it wasn't that bad. So maybe I'm psyching myself out for this new baby. Maybe it won't be that bad. At least I know sort of what I'm doing. Right? Right? Anyone? Bueller? Bueller? ::sigh::

So here we are. Last month. Baby's coming. Look prepared!