Baby Update (or lack of)

So I know that I technically have 3 weeks left. And I know I have nothing to complain about with my pregnancy (I sincerely apologize to those of you who have it hard). And I really was doing good not counting days or weeks except when the receptionist at the docs office asked how far along I was. And then I go in for a checkup and the doc says, "Well, you're officially term now." The week before he told me that if I went into labor they wouldn't do anything to stop it. I'm starting to think he's trying to sabotage my trying not to get anxious about delivering. It's a good thing I like him so much! So I'm sitting there talking to him and decide to ask him what his stance on stripping membranes is, since I'm term and all. He's so accomodating. I must not have ever asked him anything like that with the other kids, because he never even checked if I was dilated with them. Anyways, he stripped me (Yes, I let someone other than my husband strip me. How many of you like YOUR doctor that much? jk) and sent me on my way, dilated to 5cm, saying that if I was ready it would happen. I went from not counting anything so I wouldn't get antsy to thinking I'm going to deliver in the next day or so. Guess what. I'm still here, still fat, my ankles are getting puffy, and I have spent the last 2 days counting contractions. If that doesn't make time crawl, I don't know what does. But atleast I'm having contractions now. And I promise this will be the last time I complain about this pregnancy, because I know you are all probably swearing at me for complaining at all when all I really have to complain about is the heartburn. Thanks for letting me vent and not holding it against me.