Well, here we are…2 days past my due date. It’s after 4 in the morning and I haven’t slept yet, been to bed 2-3 time but get up almost immediately with a restless mind and heart. I’m having a hard time with my DR situation right now, I hate not knowing who is going to be delivering me. Such an intimate and special moment to be having a stranger at your feet. I’ve met all the doctors, but I was really hopeful that the one I’d seen the most would deliver me and he still might but the odds are low. It’s just weighing heavily on my right now, I wish I had one DR who knows me better and would know more about me right away when they step in my hospital room.
JT has a max of a week to go, next Thursday (or possibly Tues) I am going to be induced. If I am still pregnant on Tues and there isn’t room for an induction at the hospital then I have an ultrasound and another DR appt. I guess they want to examine JT and make sure he’s still doing alright.
I’m so over this pregnancy part and really want to get on to motherhood. It wouldn’t be as bad if I didn’t have the false labor spell last Thursday, that’s made everything worse. Every day makes me wonder if it’s “the day” and I hate that lack of knowing and expectations. I do still love to feel him move around inside me (as he just did) and think I’ll miss that part. Though the rib jabs and extra stretching will not be missed. Soon enough I guess… it’s really not that much longer when I think of how far I’ve come.
Well, today is officially my due date. It’s 4:30 in the AM and I am wide awake but feel really tired…weird. Anyway, I am still working and ok working. I actually felt really good at work yesterday and had a decent amount of energy. Maybe it was my half-caf starbucks that helped get me through the day.
I was having contractions and will now say I had false labor last Thursday, as a result every day has felt like it might be “the day”. But, JT has decided to hold out on me, which is originally what I wanted all along because now I will likely definitely return to work mid-April instead of the first week of April. I really wanted to avoid working on my birthday because I think it should be a company given holiday for everyone. Well, everyone’s individual birthday should be a holiday for them.
The nursery is completely ready, our bags are packed, car seat is installed…just need the baby. I even got the outfit Josh wore home from the hospital to take with us. I am going to put the sweater over JT because I expect it to be cold and he will likely need it. Though if he comes Saturday it’s supposed to be 50, maybe the sweater will actually be too warm? Maybe that’s why he didn’t come yet, he’s waiting for 50 degrees. Smart kid.
ooo…contraction coming right now. Too bad it doesn’t feel too intense, but stomach goes mis-shapen for almost every contraction which is pretty funny, and at times a but painful. The other day I thought JT was trying to claw his way out of my tummy though the middle because he was kicking so hard and it really stretched me. It has made my tummy sore these past 2 weeks or so as he’s getting really big inside.
Ok, enough rambling. Hopefully my next update will be about the beautiful baby boy that I brought home!!!