Okay, I'm ready!
Well, my nails and toes are manicured and pedicured, so I'm officially ready to go into labor any time now (just waiting for the little guy to be ready too!). I'm now 36 weeks (26 days left to be exact). I met my mom at the doctor's yesterday and though there was no encouraging news about my body being close to ready for delivering, I'm still in good spirits. I'm very crampy today, perhaps from the incompetent midwife's exam yesterday, and all of a sudden last night, my already low hanging belly seemed to begin falling onto my pelvic area even more. My body both looks and feels quite ridiculous.
My Mom has given me all of the washed blankets and clothes back for the baby and I'm starting to make last minute lists and do some final organizing and cleaning. I'm quite happy with myself; for being able to have patience, even when Heather is close to delivering her baby (I think she will be making her way to the hosptial this week) and for the level of excitement I'm feeling now, despite our nightmare attempted home purchase not being totally resolved (which it may be by tomorrow). I am just so excited to meet our little guy.
I'm not really nervous about the labor at all, though I'm a little nervous now that I've met a midwife whose competence I have no faith in. There are four or five others though, so there's a good chance she won't be on call when I'm delivering. What I am nervous about is Caroline; leaving her here while Chris and I are at the hospital and her reaction to the baby and all the changes there will be when he's demanding so much of my attention. We've been spending even more of our free time lately doing fun things with her and though I feel like we should be relishing this time in our lives, I do fear it will make it even harder for Caroline to adust when our world doesn't revolve just around her anymore.
My Mom has given me all of the washed blankets and clothes back for the baby and I'm starting to make last minute lists and do some final organizing and cleaning. I'm quite happy with myself; for being able to have patience, even when Heather is close to delivering her baby (I think she will be making her way to the hosptial this week) and for the level of excitement I'm feeling now, despite our nightmare attempted home purchase not being totally resolved (which it may be by tomorrow). I am just so excited to meet our little guy.
I'm not really nervous about the labor at all, though I'm a little nervous now that I've met a midwife whose competence I have no faith in. There are four or five others though, so there's a good chance she won't be on call when I'm delivering. What I am nervous about is Caroline; leaving her here while Chris and I are at the hospital and her reaction to the baby and all the changes there will be when he's demanding so much of my attention. We've been spending even more of our free time lately doing fun things with her and though I feel like we should be relishing this time in our lives, I do fear it will make it even harder for Caroline to adust when our world doesn't revolve just around her anymore.
posted by Alissa at 1:13 PM
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