At 37 Weeks

How your baby's growing:

Your baby is now considered "full term," even though your due date is three weeks away. If you go into labor now, her lungs will likely be mature enough to fully adjust to life outside the womb. (Some babies need a bit more time, though. So if you're planning to have a repeat c-section, for example, your practitioner will schedule it for no earlier than 39 weeks unless there's a medical reason to intervene earlier.) via Baby Center

Honestly, I'm starting to get a little impatient at this point. In every pregnancy, 37 weeks is the time when every expectant woman starts counting the days until the true labor pains kick in. I keep counting and counting, as if counting would make the days pass faster. I actually feel like I'm ready to pop any time now and I don't like playing the waiting game. 

This is the time when I really feel I'm at my fattest ever (hello, 45 lbs gain!) and that I can't get any heavier anymore but in the days to come, I will realize that I CAN gain more weight after all. This is also the time when I have no choice but to wear my "fat" pregnancy clothes and then get upset when they too, start becoming too tight. :( This too is the time when it becomes such a chore to go back and forth to the bathroom to pee but I have no choice, alangan naman I won't pee when I have the urge (which is like, every 30 mins or so).

Since we're expecting a girl, my nose didn't get bigger than usual and there  is no swelling around my eyes like I had with my two previous pregnancies. There is no chloasma either but I still noticed that my neck, among others, has become darker than usual. My hair is once again at its driest and most tangled that I cry whenever I have to comb my hair. My feet have become a size and a half bigger but thankfully, my fingers and toes are not swollen like they were in my last pregnancy. 

I don't get that much exercise. When cousin Lauren goes "walking" with me, we always end up in Burger King buying an Icee and a Whopper. So I don't think that really counts as exercise.

As excited as I am to give birth, I'm also worried because this is the first time my mom won't be with me when I deliver. With my first two babies, my mom was there to "guide" me. Now, I'm on my own. My husband won't arrive until two weeks after my due date, so he can be here when we apply for our little girl's passport and dual citizenship and then he can escort us going home to Zamboanga. 

I know I sound like such a whiner in this post since it's mostly just full of complaining, but I'm just really excited to meet our baby girl. I know October is just around the corner, but I'm praying she'll come earlier just like her older two brothers did.