With only 2 more days until my due date, I decided this will be my last post until Baby Brickhouse makes her appearance and is snug as a bug in her new home. Needless to say, my pregnancy journey has been a crazy one and it’s going to be exciting to watch so many of my newly pregnant friends embark on.

I have my fingers crossed that my appointment this week show signs that labor is near. I’m focusing on the power of visualization and positive thinking and telling this little nugget that she will be here before the week is over. With our bags packed, food prepped, laundry done, and the baby’s room completed, I can honestly say we’re ready! David’s even doing some nesting of his own and knocking out random projects around the house and getting ahead with work so he can enjoy his time with her when she arrives too.

So, life as we know it will continue until our party of two becomes a part of three. Am I scared of labor? Not at all. It’s gotta happen and to be honest, I’m excited for it. I can’t wait to meet this little human I’ve been growing for over 9 months now. I can’t wait to hold her, kiss her and dance around the house with her. This is going to be an incredible experience and I’m looking forward to becoming a happy, healthy and fit role model for her to look up to in the years to come.

Check out our final nursery project for Baby Bricken 🙂

The thought of being only being pregnant for a few more weeks is somewhat bittersweet.  If you’ve followed my pregnancy from day 1, I am NOT one of those girls who loves being pregnant.  Yes, it has some really amazing aspects to it, but it has also been a huge adjustment that has taken me on a roller coaster of emotions over the past 9 plus months.

I honestly thought I would start to feel different with the end so near, but I feel exactly like I did at 25 weeks, 30 weeks, and 35 weeks.  My belly is more pronounced and this kid is moving around like crazy, but there are no physical signs that labor is on the way.  Apparently this is normal.

This week we had our 38 week doctors appointment and my body hasn’t decided to push itself closer to the delivery point.  Apparently Baby Brickhouse is content exactly where she is.  I can’t blame her.  She’s warm, sheltered, and just spending her days relaxing.  Ahh, the life of a baby on the inside!

With the light at the end of the tunnel becoming brighter and brighter, I finally decided this was the week to get our hospital bags packed.  If there is one thing I hate doing, it’s packing.  For me, packing includes a lot of complaining.  I complain before, during, and after the packing experience has ended. The events that take place during packing never change.  I make a list, start pulling items, sit on the floor, grab my laptop or phone, and get sidetracked. This is followed by David coming to check on me and asking, “What are you doing?” to which I respond, “I hate packing.”  I’ve decided that when I’m rich I’m going to hire someone to do my packing for me 😛  And so I digress….this packing job, just like all the rest, must be done and although it will most likely take a few days, it will be done before week 39 hits.

Onto the health and fitness aspect of week 38.  My workouts this week have been awesome and diet has remained relatively clean.  It feels great knowing I’m making gains in some areas, which will show nicely when I can up my cardio and start back with interval training.  I always said I would be okay with being pregnant if the baby gave me the booty I’ve always longed after, but unfortunately this pregnancy did not deliver. Or so it doesn’t appear to have. Either way, I’m looking forward to having more mobility with exercises and kicking things up once this belly is gone.

Here I am at week 38. Feeling huge, but it’s all part of the “growing a human” process.