Someone needs to tell this little girl that the exit out of my belly is not straight through my right rib cage. She’s been trying to Chuck Norris kick her way out for several weeks now and it’s really starting to hurt!
When I was 38 weeks pregnant with Grae, I was enjoying every moment for what it was. This time around, I am beside myself waiting for her to come out (aside from being absolutely terrified at the thought of another traumatic labor experience). Every day, I try to tell myself that this might be my last day feeling her safe and secure in my belly and having her all to myself. This might be my last day to parent RJ and Grae with every fiber of my being tuned only to them and their needs. I am looking so forward to the new journey that begins when we meet our daughter for the first time, but I’m also trying to remember to savor the last few experiences of this chapter before the next one begins. Being a parent has taught me patience and I am putting it to practice right now.
I had a midwife appointment today and I’m now squarely at 23 pounds gained. She confirmed that baby has DEFINITELY dropped, and determined that I’m now a good 2 cm dilated and 50% effaced- and also ordered an induction date for March 30 or 31st, just in case I have not gone into labor on my own by then! (They are hoping to avoid some of the issues (ahem, 4th degree tear *cringe*) I had with my first pregnancy by getting her out while she is still in the 7 pound range.) She even told me what midwives to look for at the hospital this weekend, just in case I need to head in! 🙂
In the meantime, I’m trying to stay comfortable with my monthly prenatal massage, the nightly soak in the hot tub, and I even went to get a pedicure yesterday (for the first time in 10 months!) It was Ah-mazing! 🙂
We can’t wait to meet you, Baby Girl! Anytime you are ready! 🙂
YOU ARE SO LOVED ALREADY!