I’m past 39 weeks now and just anxiously waiting until we check-in to the hospital for labor induction Monday night 6/15. The baby will most likely be born on 6/16, my actual due date. He is fully cooked and ready to take on the world!
I’m so excited to meet him, and have all of our friends and family meet him. The doc thinks he is over 7 pounds and has really long legs! Somehow I’m not really scared about the labor. Everyone keeps asking if I’m scared. I guess since there is no turning back now, I haven’t really wanted to waste my energy focusing on how painful the whole labor thing can be. I can’t control how the labor will go, so I’m just hoping for the best. I think the baby is strong and ready, so what else could I ask for? But, who knows, Monday night at 5pm I may be singing a different tune!
I’ve heard from so many people that the last 1-2 months of pregnancy are totally miserable. I disagree. My back pain has lightened up, I’ve still been sleeping like a champ, and I’ve had a good amount of energy – still able to keep up my exercise routines. So, for those pregger-friends out there, the end isn’t so bad. I just feel the weight more, have a harder time hoisting myself from laying or sitting, and everything I do takes a little longer because I’ve slowed down a bit! If anything the build-up of excitement to meet the baby is the hardest thing to take. The suspense is killing me!
The biggest change lately is that he has dropped. I didn’t realize how different it would feel when he dropped. He dropped on Monday and it was extremely obvious. All of the sudden he is not up in my ribs anymore, which is a huge relief. There is all this extra space up high in my belly now and I can take big giant deep breaths without any struggle. He must be putting pressure on my stomach or something, because my appetite has definitely lessened which is a welcome change!
When we decided to have a baby, the whole pregnancy part of it didn’t really mean anything to me, I just knew we wanted to have a baby. I had no idea what a powerful experience it would be to carry a baby. I have truly loved it. Yes, I complain of back problems, loss of mobility, not being able to enjoy some vino, etc., but I have loved my roundness, feeling the baby move around, the pregnant lady attention, and the overall feeling of creating and growing a life. It has really changed me. I’m so happy to have had this part of my life and I’ll be sad when it is over. But, I’ve got my eye on the prize!
While I’ve enjoyed my pregnancy, of course there are some things I’m looking forward to, other than actually having a baby:
~Being able to put sock/shoes on without sitting down and moaning
~Snuggling with David
~Laying on my stomach
~Running up the stairs
~Wearing real pants
~Not bumping in to things all the time
~Walking instead of waddling
~Going to a restaurant without my inflatable back pillow
~Driving the scooter
~Picking up Delaney
~Dance parties in the kitchen with my step-kids
~Climbing up to Andrew’s lofted bed for a goodnight hug
~Regular hugs, not just side-hugs
~Drinking some good vino – more than one glass
I’m definitely looking forward to being a normal person again, although this past 9 months will always be remembered as very special :)
Wish me luck!