9 weeks left!

Do you all remember when I was doing my 9 week update? And now I only have 9 weeks left...IF he makes it until his due date! I've heard horror stories of first time moms going 2 weeks past their due date but I have a feeling he will be a little early or at least right on time. I can tell there are some definite changes going on with my body at this point though. For instance, I'm not 100% sure but I think the baby has dropped or is in the process of dropping. There are a few things that make me think this. For the past few days I've felt this weird pressure "down below" and noticed some strong shooting pains there that sometimes make me wonder if I'm having a baby that very moment. (I know for a fact only gals read this blog or I wouldn't be writing that...) Also, I've been feeling him less and less near my ribs. For several days, he had his little feet jammed into my ribcage but I haven't felt that he past few days and his movements have been lower and harder...much harder. I feel like a steamroller is rolling over my organs when he moves around. Today at work I was walking down the hall and a co-worker told me that my stomach looked like it had dropped then again just a little while later another co-worker told me the exact same thing! I pulled my shirt up tonight and asked Cliff what he thought and he said "it definitely looks round..." (As if it wasn't round before!) Who knows if he's really dropped or not, but I'm kinda feeling like he has.

We had a nice and relaxing weekend at the lake with Uncle Marshall and Aunt Christie. I realized it will probably be our last trip out of town before Walker arrives and it was spent doing nothing but resting which was GREAT! Sunday, I had a rough moment with my gestational diabetes. Sometimes, I just feel like the biggest inconvenience. Even though I know for a fact that the people I was with would do anything to accomodate my dietary needs for baby Walker, it's still no fun being the person who has to shoot down every idea of a place to eat out because there's nothing there I can eat. It's also a scary thing tempting my sugar when I know it could affect Walker. It's like as much as I hate to eat the same things over and over, I would rather do that then try something that might cause my blood sugar to be too high. That being said, I sat in the backseat of Aunt Christie's car and fought back tears all the while telling myself how silly I was being and that everyone understood. I guess sometimes the hormones, combined with this major change of lifestyle just gets to me. Who wants to eat a side salad when they could have french fries and a frosty? Certainly not me! That being said, my numbers seem to be creeping up just a tad and I'm not doing anything different. So, I'm a little concerned and anxious to see what my specialist has to say on Friday.

Cliff and I have two infant classes this weekend. I can hardly wait! I have deemed Saturday officially "baby prep" day because after the classes I plan to come home and pack my bag for the hospital. This can't hurt and I tend to be so busy I put things like this off, so better early than late!

I don't think I've really entered major nest mode. I do have spurts here and there of wanting everything in it's place but overall I'm more motivated to get my long term sub plans done than to make sure my house is spotless before he gets here. I'll have to work on that!