I'm getting really close to my due date, it's crazy. I haven't gotten to that point some women talk about, when they just want the baby out of them. I've been really blessed with a pretty easy pregnancy and still like being pregnant. I have to admit, though, that there are times I really want to hold my baby. Not that I would mind if she came late, just so that I have longer to get more schoolwork done before I have a baby to balance with class.
Of course, I could go into labor safely any day now. Ben and I were laughing the other night, thinking of places that would be less than ideal for me to go into labor at.
At the testing center at BYU, in the middle of one of my tests.
On the drive between here and Vernal, in the middle of nowhere somewhere.
(which won't happen; it's too far to travel this close to my due date).
In the middle of a temple session.
While teaching dance in Riverton.
On the bus to or from school.
Of course, none of these scenarios is very likely. Luckily, I spend most of my time at or near home. Even if I did go into labor any of these places, it would be easily handled.
Now we just wait and see when and where it happens.
