39 Weeks 1 Day
Another doctor’s appointment, and no news. I am healthy, the babies are healthy, my uterus is a force of nature that shows no inclination to go into labor.
I know it’s shallow, but I really want my body back. I mean, I am 217 pounds! My feet look like someone hooked up an air pump and overinflated them. I can barely walk on these puppies. My hands are swollen and arthritic. I’ve got brown patches on my neck and skin tags from the hormones. I can’t go anywhere on my own because I can’t fit behind the wheel of a car without great difficulty. Oh yes, and I have to pee ALL the time. As in every 5 minutes. Someone has moved and is resting on (or should I say “rolling around on”) my bladder. Ugg.
So, to sum up: Still here. Still pregnant.

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