"The Waiting Game"

 I'm trying to write without sounding like a whiny baby, but I don't have any other ideas. I have 4 days left till my due date and still, no sign of baby. Whoever said pregnancy is for 9 months, is a total liar. I feel like the days are so long and she's never gonna come out. Sometimes, I just feel like falling on the ground, tummy first, like cracking an egg, so she can come out. But then, I realize that would be a VERY bad idea for me and baby. I just have to accept the fact that she will come out when she's ready. I know I still have the "baby blues", yet to experience. But I'll be more happier once I'm able to hold our "le munchkin" in my arms. Can't wait for the day.

  Chris has been really patient with me. He would cook for me, do chores and if I'm lucky, I would even get a massage. I have the best husband ever. I love how he always talks to my belly (the baby) telling her to come out soon and to stop hurting mommy. He's gonna be such a great dad.

  I guess I have so much to be thankful for. I have had a healthy pregnancy so far. I didn't get sick like other pregnant women usually would. I had a lot of energy most of the time and I didn't turn out to be one of those crazy, cranky pregnant women. I guess I'm one of those lucky ones. Although, I had a lot of appetite and gained a LOT of weight, I didn't stress about it like I normally would. I know I'm sacrificing my body for the benefit of the baby. Plus, I can always get my body back once the baby is born.

  This past couple of weeks have been tough that we have this "waiting game" going on. Despite of the uncomfortableness and all the shenanigans that I've been going through, I am so happy that she's still in my belly, taking her sweet time, instead of spending her first days in an incubator trying to survive. Just thinking of that, makes me feel better already:)