I’ll see you next week, unless…

I had my 37 week appointment today.  All is well and progressing nicely.  I am at a good 2cm.  I’m not sure what she meant by “good,” but I’m assuming she meant close to 3cm.  Whatever she meant, a couple other things she said indicated I should make sure my hospital bag is packed this weekend.  First she said we’ll likely start talking delivery at next week’s appointment, that labor could start any day, and then she said, “I’ll see you next week, unless you deliver by then.”

So, here I am, trying to balance getting all nervous and excited with recognizing things aren’t necessarily going to keep progressing this way so I shouldn’t get overwhelmed.  Those things and eating like a whole box of Apple Jacks.  What do Apple Jacks have to do with it?  I don’t know, but I can’t stop eating them!