+ 3 Days (6 Days)

You know, I'm kind of amazed that we don't regularly hear stories on the news of very pregnant women going on killing sprees or stabbing themselves in the stomach with butcher knives just to have it over with. I'm not there, but I can kind of see how you could get there, if you were just a leeeeeettle more psychotic. Out of the millions of women pregnant on any given day, I'm amazed it doesn't happen.

I'm not joking.

So, I decided I better make a list of good things about this pregnancy, just as a reminder. In no particular order, consider this my List of Reasons Not to Be Mad at the Baby:

• I threw up only once in the entire nine months, and I believe that was actually food-related, not pregnancy-related.
• I have had various aches and pains, but no excruciating constant back, hip or leg pain.
• I have not been confined to bed rest for any period of time.
• My hands and feet have swollen, but not to the point where I can't wear my shoes or have debilitating carpal tunnel syndrome.
• Though I get up during the night four or five times, generally I do not have trouble getting back to sleep.
• I don't have gestational diabetes, despite having eaten (and continuing to eat) way more sweets than is good for me.
• Despite being really old (39), I had no trouble getting pregnant, and the pregnancy has been pretty complication-free (one trip to the emergency room notwithstanding).
• I do not have any stretch marks (knock wood).
• My belly button is still an innie.
• The baby has been really good: he moves around, he looks healthy, he grows predictably, and he has generally never given me reason to worry. Even the trip to emergency room was about me; once we got a look at him, it was clear he continued to be happy as a clam. So happy, I guess, that he sees no reason to change things.

There, see? Maternal serenity achieved, even if only for about ten minutes.