Tummywatch Tuesday: 37 Weeks

Today when I was at the doctor’s office, he said that next time, if I want, he could sweep my membranes. Move things along. I immediately told him no, thanks. I’m in no hurry. I’m excited to meet her and all, but I’m in no rush. It’ll happen. We can just leave those poor membranes alone.

At 37 weeks, she’s as big as a bunch of Swiss chard (according to the babytracker), and she’s done. Meaning she’s likely big enough, strong enough and formed enough to survive just fine, whenever she decides to show up. Which is to say: Any day now. Any day.

It’s kind of a strange feeling, knowing that at some moment very soon I will go into labor and come out the other end with my little girl. It could start tonight, while I’m sleeping. Or tomorrow, after lunch. And then everything that’s at the forefront of my mind—that deadline, that dinner with friends, Roy’s upcoming birthday party, that closet clear-out project—it disappears, replaced solely with Have Baby.

Then again, it could happen three weeks from now. That would be completely reasonable as well. It’s hard to be prepared without being anxious; excited without being antsy. It’s hard to just act as though something huge and amazing isn’t about to happen. Because it is.

As you can see, I’m big enough now that my planetary presence communicates exactly that. Strangers regularly comment on the event, so clearly impending. This makes it difficult to go about life as usual, but I don’t mind. People seem genuinely excited for me, which is so incredibly sweet and keeps me psyched. My favorite recent bout of enthusiasm came from a young gas station clerk with inky hair and awesome Cleopatra eyeliner.

Her: When are you due?

Me: A couple of weeks.

Her: I’m so excited!

Me: Yeah, well, it’s exciting!

Her: I can’t wait to have one, too. But I’m going to wait. Probably at least until I get married.

Me: That right there is a good idea. A really, really good idea.

Related: I love doughnuts. Suddenly and passionately. I gained two pounds last week. And guess what? Don’t care.

Relatively unrelated: I’ll be doing a Q&A on American Baby’s Facebook page on this Thursday, January 12, at 2:30 EST. My fellow pregnant Parents blogger, Jill Cordes, goes on at 1:30—she and I have pretty differing mindsets regarding our upcoming births, so it could be fun to throw the same question at each of us.

On to week 38.

Swiss chard image credit: iStockphoto

 

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  1. by Katie D.

    On January 10, 2012 at 9:05 pm

    That doughnut thing is probably my fault. Sorry ’bout that.

  2. by Eileen

    On January 10, 2012 at 9:09 pm

    Hey Berit,just wanted to wish you well on the birth of your daughter. I know it will all be perfect no matter how it turns out : ) Can’t wait to see that precious girl. Exciting.
    Now I better get that little something in the mail to you all : )
    Love to you all.

  3. by Berit Thorkelson

    On January 11, 2012 at 9:09 am

    Awww, thanks, Eileen! Yes, as long as she makes it here safely, we’ll be ecstatic. And sleepy. But mostly ecstatic. xoxox

  4. by Berit Thorkelson

    On January 11, 2012 at 9:13 am

    And Katie — I think you did kickstart that binge. I’m actually enjoying it. I’m not much of a sweets person in non-pregnant life, so am happy rolling with it.

  5. by Jessica

    On January 11, 2012 at 9:21 am

    I’m a sweets person, but I ate donuts almost daily at the end of my pregnancy. I think it was my dad’s fault due to a package of sugared donut holes he brought home one day. Had donuts at the baby shower too!

  6. by anti jen

    On January 11, 2012 at 11:59 am

    I was just thinking about you last night! I saw a tube of clove toothpaste at the Indian grocery store … didn’t you mention that when you promised me that if I didn’t pack a bunch of products, I’d find great new ones in Croatia? Anyway, I’ll send you some if that’s what you loved! And wondered how you were doing, perking right along as you are. We can’t wait to meet the rest of your family, and send so much love and affection and positive energy to all of you.