39 Weeks and Counting . . .

Today makes the thirty-nine week mark for me. I figured that it's about time for me to get back to blogging, considering that once she comes I won't be doing much of anything else. I am so nervous about being a mother. I am also INCREDIBLY nervous about giving birth. I had the AUDACITY to watch a video about labor, and I thought I was going to puke. It looks so gross, and I don't want to see my private parts stretching out like that.

There are so many things that I feel like I need to get in order. I REALLY want to work on things with my baby's father. I am not trying to be in a relationship with him again, but how can we be parents together if we can't even talk without arguing? After all of the things that we have been through, and for as long as we were together, I didn't ever think that things would turn out like this. I love him to death, I just wish that things could be different.

The way I see it, at least I am not some young teenage high school kid trying to have a baby. I'm twenty-one and I know what I want out of life. I'm in college, I work, and I have a nice car. I know that these things don't mean that I will be a good parent, but it will help me get there. I want to provide Cydni with everything that she needs and more. I love her already more than life itself, and I am just ready to meet the little creature that invaded my body for ten months!