Still...

Here! Thats really all that runs through your head when you're in the week leading up to you due date. You wake up everyday and think..."Well, I'm still here..." Dont get me wrong...I'm fine still being "here" but then I wake up on days like today...at 4am...to a baby fighting with my insides for space. This in and of itself is not a rare occurance. The rarity is the fact that it didnt let up until well after Luke left for work...or at least until I was finally able to fall back to sleep through the maylay. The good news is, the fighting has stopped for now. The bad news is that I fear all my internal organs will soon go on strike for being severly mauled once again, and for me just laying there doing nothing. I think they're tired of losing...and I'm tired of their griping! All I can do is continue to remind Brayden that there is MUCH more room out here with Mommy and Daddy. Problem is...I think he's content to keep fighting it out for a bit longer. *Sigh*

On a brighter note...I have another appt tomorrow to find out if any of the wriggling and stretching has brought us any closer to seeing our little guy. I'm not holding my breath that my doctor will be good for much concrete info (as I explained in my last appt update), but for anyone whose ever been pregnant you know that there's just something about getting to hear how your baby is doing from someone who seems to know what they're talking about. So I will anxiously go in tomorrow, probably be poked and prodded in ways unimaginable (and frankly a bit inhumane), and come home and promptly update my loyal public of my progress, if any.

Until then!