We're Gonna Party Like it's Your Birthday

Officially 40 weeks today. Don't get excited Mom(s). No action on the Baby G birthing front (but it's not for lack of trying to get this party started). We solidified plans. We walked and walked. I even ate some spicy food, but not a twinge. 

This weekend was actually a lot of fun, so I'm glad the baby decided to stick around and not come early. Friday evening we had the tournament game for our kickball league. J had firmly been placed on the "maybe" list given it's close proximity to my due date. I think everyone was happy to have him on the team for the final game, but a little sad when they saw me waddling down the field from the parking lot. We lost the game, but ended up winners in the end because our opponents had to drag themselves out of bed for an early morning Saturday showdown. Afterward, we all headed over to Mississippi Avenue for a bar crawl to celebrate our good friend's birthday -- Baby G even got in on the party action. We didn't go to bed until after midnight and it felt great.


Saturday and Sunday were lazy days. The temperatures in Portland hovered in the mid-90s all afternoon, so we were inclined to do nothing more than lounge in front of the fan, catch up on a few television shows, and finish books that remained half read. We also practiced lots of relaxation and breathing and some labor/birthing positions. J scheduled a concert last night for a band that he really really wanted to see, so we were betting that would certainly prompt the baby to make his arrival (clearly, it did not). However, we got to play a cool new game all evening with our friends Dan, Joanie & Ashley, so it all worked out in the end. 

Today is supposed to be just as hot, but the heat wave is expected to break tomorrow with a high only in the mid-80s. I think if the baby can hold off for one more day, laboring at home for a while will be a lot more comfortable!