Today, I told DH that this was the last day that I was attending church because everytime I stood, the pressure in my crotch was unbearable. Same thing when we took our son to the park, I planted my can on a bench and watched because I can't stand too long because the varicose veins in my left leg make it unbearable--even wearing those non-super sexy compression hose don't help.
I know I can't control when she shows up (unless I get induced or schedule a c-section which I don't want to do) but I HATE having DH and my in-laws (who've been in town for 2 weeks, btw) CONSTANTLY asking me if I've had any contractions lately...every 5 to 10 minutes. I pretty much said today, "When I go into labor, I'll let you know."
I know it's because I feel like I'm 11 months pregnant right now, but I've been extremely uncomfortable/exhausted and in pain for the last 2 weeks. I'm ready for my baby to make her appearance so I can return to normal.