39 weeks, nothing too exciting going on. Tons of BH but that isn't new. Hips hurt, not new. Low back hurts, not new. Chiro keeps taking the edge off but there isn't much they can do at this point.
Hubby and I finally (guess we like pushing our luck!) got out the birth pool to do the trial run and discovered our rechargable electric pump requires being charged for 10 hours, ooops. But we also read in the instructions that you can fast charge it with the car charger for an hour so we decided to go drive around and look at Christmas lights and get hot chocolate. Got back started blowing up the pool and realized there was no way it would blow the whole thing up with the charge it had. So we just ran it until it pooped out and it blew it up enough that I could see how big a piece of plastic we needed underneath and I was able to get in and decide where I want things to be placed around it, etc. At least I win the decision that once it is blown up it stays blown up, there is no way he'll go through all this again.

So tonight we'll blow it the rest of the way up and do the water trial run, I can't wait. Even sitting in it empty felt heavenly. If I had known what a comfortable hang out spot it would be, I would have blown that thing up months ago.

I see my midwife this morning which is always fun, but not really too exciting. I'm pretty content to just hang out and keep working on organizing things. I'm hoping today will be pretty productive but I know I'll need a nap so ultimately I will probably just run out of time today.
Went to the pool yesterday and had almost an hour of pain free time

I'll be headed back there again today and every day I can until baby let's me know that the time is now.
The only thing that bugs me is this weekend I have two holiday family parties and I usually have to mentally gear myself up to go out of the house for something like that...even if it is people I love and that I enjoy. But I have no way of making the decision to go or not go really until it is time to walk out the door. I know that if baby hasn't come and I feel the way I feel now, then we'll go to the one on Saturday. And I may just say no matter what I'll skip the Sunday one, it's farther away, close to two hours and after being out without a nap on Saturday it will probably be way too much. Plus my poor hubby should get a break.
Guess I better put my unusually chatty butt in gear and go shower so I can get out of here on time. I hope everyone else is doing great.