36 Weeks.

When I was pregnant with Ryan, I was told that 36 weeks was when they wouldn’t even attempt to stop labor. How am I already at this point?!? I definitely feel like we just found out that it was another boy.

I’m actually loving this pregnancy even more than I did with Ryan. And I really loved being pregnant with Ryan, so that’s saying a lot. I don’t even really feel that “Oh man, it’s time, get out now,” feeling that I definitely was feeling around now with Ryan. I know the end is definitely near because everything starting to feel how it did the last week or two with Ry, so I guess it’s time to finally name that baby…

Cravings and Aversions: I’m just combining these because neither is really prominent. I could really go for an iced coffee, though.

Weight: unknown. I’ll find out at my appointment this week.

New Things: I mentioned the other day that I’m living in contraction city. I actually thought for 2.5 seconds I was in labor the other day when I had some crazy low back pain and contractions for about an hour and a half. That was cool. Basically, it’s all really familiar with when I was pregnant with Ryan – lots of inconsistent, very uncomfortable, occasionally semi-painful contractions. So here’s hoping that this labor is similar to Ryan’s quick and only very painful at the end.

Preparation: Most of the baby stuff I ordered last week is now here and sitting in our house, nice and clean. I’m hoping to pack my hospital bag relatively soon and throw that in the car. I was so much more prepared with Ryan! I swear, I had a bag packed, everything bought and cleaned, 100% ready to go for 30 or 32 weeks. Oops.

If you want to read out my past bumpdates, check out these posts!

16 Weeks.
17 Weeks.
19 Weeks.
24 Weeks.
30 Weeks.
31 Weeks.
32 Weeks.
33 Weeks.
34 Weeks.
35 Weeks.