Friday night at Dan's company Christmas party was when we decided to stop saying a week and half left and just started saying 11 days.
Today I realized however we are even down to single digits!
We thought he might be making an appearance on my birthday Saturday, but no go. Some nice contractions have been happening every once in awhile though. Nice to know my body is just getting ready and I get a little preview of what is to come.
All I am thinking about right now though is making it to Wednesday. That day I have both my Christmas concerts at school. It will be a long, stressful day, but I just need to get through it and then I am in the home stretch till Christmas break.
I have plans for this weekend to help promote labor (massage, bowling, spicy food) in case I haven't gone into labor yet. I have plans next week for an Infant CPR class (feel like I should have done this earlier) and a breastfeeding class (again, feel like I should have done this earlier). So I am staying busy even after my due date to keep my mind off of this magical date that everyone is going by.
It seems a little crazy that the 17th is being seen as the finish line when I could possibly still go another 2 weeks! After that though or probably a little before they will start talking about inducing me and that is a huge NO in my book.
So Dan and I will go bowling, eat that spicy food and take the dog for many cold walks hoping to help this labor get started on its own.
JUST NOT TILL THURSDAY!
Miss anything: Bummer to not have a nice cocktail on my birthday. I got some alcohol though as a present at the company Christmas party though! Woo hoo!
Comparison. What do you think??
Needless to say I am sold. And if the coffee scrub wasn't so messy I would wear it ALL. THE. TIME.
Sushi, laser tag, and lots of alcohol (though not necessarily in that order) make for a great birthday!
Ugly sweater party is taken to new heights with a fireplace that moves.
We didn't get one shot of ourselves at the party though (bummer!) Though we did not partake in the ugly sweater side, mostly due to the fact that Dan forgot to tell me that was the theme! Oh well. We still had a great time and I laughed so much I was afraid I would send myself into labor.