How to stay rational...?

It's spring time! That means it's time for babies :) While this also holds true for me, it also is true for wildlife, and I found baby owls! 

Mom hiding in the tree

One of the owlets

 I can't wait to be able to share these wonderful experiences with my son.

37 weeks is considered full term.  The longer he cooks the better his lungs will be and the better he will be at temperature regulation, but at least now he's considered full term. The nursery is done and ready for him.

We did our last shopping at Babies R Us the past weekend to pick up the last few items we wanted before baby comes and this week we will hopefully pick up the diapers, get the car seat in and pack the hospital bag.

3 weeks still seems like a long way to go at this point. I hurt. A lot. I don't know if he's sitting on my sciatic nerve or if I tweaked something doing something that perhaps I shouldn't have (i.e. mowing the lawn or cleaning up leaves, or sad to say, running), but my left ass makes it very painful to get around. I am trying to rest it, but it's so hard with the weather being absolutely beautiful. I want to be outside running, taking the dogs for a walk, or doing yard work. Yesterday, we took the dogs for a walk around the block. The hope was to do the 2 mile loop but I had to cut it short because my ass hurt too much, which then resulted in me crying on the floor while Chris took over making dinner because it hurt too much to do anything. Hooray pregnancy! I don't want to be done running. I've made it this far, but if walking is a problem I might need to hang up the running shoes.

Friday, I had my 37 week appointment, which couldn't have had better timing.  Earlier that morning I saw my friend who was due the same time as me. I could feel my heart stop the moment I saw her, something wasn't right. She had lost her baby due to something completely out of her control. I could feel my soul break.  Up until this point I was just kinda on cruise control, just waiting for him to decide he is ready. I knew that babies take naps now so you may not always feel them moving, or you may not feel them when you are busy.  I also believe that Spuds is more like his dad and is not a morning person. So I never really panicked too much if I didn't feel movement for a little bit. But now I struggle every time I don't feel him move. Never again will I complain about his stretching, rolling and jabs.  When my doctor put the doppler probe on my belly and picked up his heartbeat, I just lost it. My poor doc didn't see that one coming!  His heart rate would increase when he moved and I could even feel him squirm around in response to the doppler, much like he did the week prior. I think they were more of tears of relief than anything.  I just needed to know he is safe. My doc offered for me to have another ultrasound just more so for peace of mind.  My fear is that he will have the cord wrapped around his neck, and I am not sure if that will pick up or not (you would think so, with how much detail they can see). She also said that come 39 weeks we can even talk about induction if I just need to have him (only if I am showing signs of being ready though). The rational part of me says no, what happened to my friend is not common, we are fine. The irrational part of me says induce me now I need to know he's safe. I do not want to be induced. He will come when he is ready, but the irrational part of my brain might win out with the ultrasound.