Week 38 finds me a complete mental case. I can't remember anything. I drop everything. I cry at the drop of a hat. I'm having the most bizarre dreams imaginable.
The nesting phenomenon has kicked in full strength. On Friday, I vacuumed the dryer and washed the washer with a toothbrush and Clorox wipes. On Saturday, I tried to get Cat to take a bottle of cleanser into the shower with him so he could "shower and clean at the same time". Speaking of my dear hubby, he has had to move the furniture in the Great Room about a billion times. We've spent this entire morning "decluttering" the house because it is making me insane.
I read that this "nesting" indicates that labor is imminent. To help it along, we've been doing a lot of walking and wandering around stores like Babies R Us, Target, Dimple Records, and Home Depot. I do get some pretty good "practice" contractions going but nothing that indicates "imminent" labor.
Tomorrow is our ultrasound where we will find out how big the baby is. (Well, sort of... I guess the margin of error is pretty large). The ultrasound is in the morning and then I have appointments in the afternoon to talk about whatever we find out in the ultrasound.