The waiting game

We're now 38 weeks into the pregnancy. My tummy has grown to the size of a basketball... it's so big that when I walk down the stairs, and I look down, all I see is a big round tummy! The only time I can see my own swollen feet is when I put them up when I sit or when I sleep.

Looking back, this journey has been insightfull. This baby that I now carry was very much like a gift for us to overcome an initial grief. Though precious to both of us, we decided early on not to be overly protective. Lo and behold, I even travelled to Jakarta numerous times within this pregnancy!

We tried to maintain a normal lifestyle, with me doing normal things without over exerting my body. I kept remembering how my beloved grandma would advice me last time 'Keep active during your pregnancy, and your labour will be short and easy'. I only wished she was still with us and to be able to see her great grand daughter... but I'm sure she's watching us from up above.

Now as the days to baby's debut draw near... I am getting more and more anxious to greet her. I even hoped that she would make an early appearance and surprise us during this long holiday break. At the last check up with the gynae on Sunday, he was happy at the progress and baby's head was already locked low. He too hoped that she will make an early debut for she now weighs in at an estimated 3.25kg! Whoa! Rough calculations would put her nearly at 4kg if she's delivered at 40 weeks!

So since the checkup, we've been making daily walks at the park, walking at the mall, walking up and down the stairs.... hoping that it'll somehow kick start the labour process. Unfortunately, she's still comfortably snuggled within my womb. Every night before I sleep I tell her not to get too comfortable in there.... hehehe

This waiting game is really getting to me ... I'm even reading up HypnoBirthing ! To keep my mind occupied, I've packed, unpacked and repacked my bag for when I go into labour. I've also packed some stuff for baby for when we get discharged from the hospital. In addition, the guest room is prepared for my mom for when she accompanies me during my house arrest confinement period. Baby's cot is also ready.... I'm running out of things to do! I must keep myself occupied before the waiting drives me mad :P

Any suggestions?