37 weeks...

well, it has finally come. The infamous "full term". As exciting as it is to hit this point an overwhelming feeling of "now i know he won't come till a week or two late" has hit me.

I am sooooooo ready. Not just to get this baby out of my body (i definitely feel that) but also I just simply cannot wait to meet this little guy, to see what he looks like, to get to know him in a different way then just carrying him for 9 months, and to kiss his little face all the time.

This pregnancy has flown by (thank the Lord) and I just cannot wait.

He could come in the next hour or three weeks from now- who knows...it's the horrible time known as the waiting game.

Although I do have one bit of hope:

Last week the dr measured and said that he was still measuring big and at 38 weeks we'll talk about inducing...so...my hope is that Wednseday when I go in for my 37th week check up i'll either be starting to dilate or doc will say, let's induce next week:)

we shall see...