10 Days to go

10 days left and I'm plum worn out.
Every joint in my body aches and I feel like a 90 yr old woman when I walk.
I had my 39 week appt today and I was armed with questions. I wrote them all down in a notepad and was prepared. I was pretty sure I've done nothing by way of dilation or contractions so I wanted to know how long we were going to let this thing go.
I get to the dr and I am so nauseated. I think it was a combination of the heat outside and acid reflux. I nearly threw up at the office.
I do the usual blood pressure, weight check etc.. and then they put me back in a room. Jesse came with me because we might be discussing induction dates.
I'm sitting there on the table, naked under a paper sheet and the nurse comes in and says my doctor was called away suddenly to deliver a baby. It had to have been just moments before because I saw her just before I went into the exam room.
Great. The one day I'm super prepared and want to ask a lot of stuff she's out. I'm really jealous of the lady giving birth.
So instead they hook me up to a monitor to check his heartrate and see if I'm having any contractions.
I'm not.
Liam had a good ole' time kicking and bouncing the whole time he was hooked up. It's almost like he knew they were listening to him so he put on a little show. Unfortunately, they had to lie me down to do the test and my acid reflux flared up like crazy and Liam didn't help things by kicking me in the ribs every 5 minutes. :)
But, according to the nurse, they will not let me go past 41 weeks, which is August 7. So at my next appt we will schedule an induction around that date, just in case.
Worse case scenario - I will have a baby by August 7. Yay.. even though that feels so far away. Only 17 days, but each day feels like a week.