Officially Full Term!

Despite my good intentions, I have apparently become a once-a-month blogger. I truly do intend to post more often, time is simply flying by this final trimester (a rarity, from what I hear from other mothers-to-be who say that time drags on at barely a crawl!).

Last weekend was the baby shower, at which the babe was given many lovely gifts on which to unleash a variety of icky baby body fluids. The following day, I went out and picked up the remaining "must have" items, since clever marketing departments will have you believe that you need more than boobs and a safe sleeping space in order to keep a baby alive. Plus, y'know, CUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUTE!!!!!!

So as far as we know, our house is pretty much as ready as it's going to be for her arrival. I haven't scrubbed the door handles or light switches yet, but it'll be a day or two before she can reach those anyway, right?

As of yesterday, my baby girl is considered to be officially, medically "full term", which is a fancy way of saying it will most likely be a few weeks before she's born, but if she were born now, she would no longer be considered "premature".

In other news, my stubborn little girl is hanging out quite comfortably in a breech position, despite my efforts to turn her. I've been doing everything under the sun that is supposed to get breech babies to turn (note to self: google whether it safe to do handstands while pregnant) and she's not budging.

I have faith that if it is safe for her to do so, she will turn before she makes her debut. This is my preference, as I'd much prefer to give birth the old fashioned way as opposed to having her surgically removed if she doesn't turn. If it is not safe for her to turn, and turn she does not, then said surgical removal shall be her fate, as my health care provider of choice's policy is to deliver all breech babies via caesarean, and an unassisted home birth of a breech baby is just not something I'm prepared to take on for my first child.

Fingers crossed for a flip!