Quick update so my blog-only readers know I haven't gone into labor (yet). It was looking pretty good on Saturday night - I had so much discomfort, back pain, and Braxton hicks. I knew it wasn't actual labor, but I had hoped that it would progress as the night wore on. It didn't. I do think the baby dropped, though. I thought she already had, but I think she was "floating" and now she's staying put really low. The good news is that my appetite increased and heartburn and nausea decreased since she dropped!
I had my hopes up so high to be giving birth over the weekend that when things settled down and both the baby and the Braxton hicks were quiet on Sunday, I actually got depressed.
Lots of appointments today, but I totally wouldn't mind if I went into labor and had to postpone them all. I'm simultaneously so sick of being pregnant and so excited to meet this baby. And I keep accidentally typing her name and needing to backspace and retype "this baby."
In other news, my daughter reads law books for pleasure and gets upset when I try to take them away from her.