When will he be here?
May 14, 2008
So I lost my plug nine days ago, I've been dilated to at least 3cm and 80% effaced for over a week, had plenty of cramps, contractions, bloody show, the midwives have both stretched my cervix and stripped my membranes, and still I'm sitting here eight days past my due date with no baby. On the bright side, I'm still feeling quite good, Caroline has been extra sweet this past week, and the weather has been nice. I've also come along way in the past few days in terms of being ready for the little guy. My moodiness has improved greatly from my last entry and after an ultrasound the other day where I got a glimpse of his plump cheeks and puckered lips, I can't wait to see the little guy's face in person and hold him in my arms for hours and hours.
I'm starting to feel like we're going through the house ordeal all over again because we've been talking about this baby's arrival to miss Caroline for so long and I'm sure she's starting to wonder if it's ever going to happen. She says things like "the baby's coming soon/today," which actually makes me wonder if she has a sixth sense and "I'm going to help feed the baby," but we'll see if she truly understands when he gets here. I'll be induced late on Friday if he still hasn't come by then, which is just two days away . I'm not sure how I feel about it. On one hand, when the midwife mentioned inducing me Friday or waiting until Monday of next week, I didn't hesitate choosing Friday. I feel like I've been waiting for this new stage of my life to begin forever. On the other hand, I have a fear that being induced will give me an unatural experience of birth, which is opposite of what I had with Caroline and was so happy with. It could lead to me being stuck in bed, no option of using the tub for helping bear the pain of the contractions, and if things don't progress like they're supposed to, I could even end up having a c-section. Another downside is that instead of having a set time we'll go in on Friday and be able to plan our day out, we'll be on call all day, just waiting for the hospital to tell us when to come in. What a pain in the butt. Oh well. I know the end result will make all of these things not matter one bit. I am very happy to know I'll be seeing his face in just a couple of days at the most!
So I lost my plug nine days ago, I've been dilated to at least 3cm and 80% effaced for over a week, had plenty of cramps, contractions, bloody show, the midwives have both stretched my cervix and stripped my membranes, and still I'm sitting here eight days past my due date with no baby. On the bright side, I'm still feeling quite good, Caroline has been extra sweet this past week, and the weather has been nice. I've also come along way in the past few days in terms of being ready for the little guy. My moodiness has improved greatly from my last entry and after an ultrasound the other day where I got a glimpse of his plump cheeks and puckered lips, I can't wait to see the little guy's face in person and hold him in my arms for hours and hours.
I'm starting to feel like we're going through the house ordeal all over again because we've been talking about this baby's arrival to miss Caroline for so long and I'm sure she's starting to wonder if it's ever going to happen. She says things like "the baby's coming soon/today," which actually makes me wonder if she has a sixth sense and "I'm going to help feed the baby," but we'll see if she truly understands when he gets here. I'll be induced late on Friday if he still hasn't come by then, which is just two days away . I'm not sure how I feel about it. On one hand, when the midwife mentioned inducing me Friday or waiting until Monday of next week, I didn't hesitate choosing Friday. I feel like I've been waiting for this new stage of my life to begin forever. On the other hand, I have a fear that being induced will give me an unatural experience of birth, which is opposite of what I had with Caroline and was so happy with. It could lead to me being stuck in bed, no option of using the tub for helping bear the pain of the contractions, and if things don't progress like they're supposed to, I could even end up having a c-section. Another downside is that instead of having a set time we'll go in on Friday and be able to plan our day out, we'll be on call all day, just waiting for the hospital to tell us when to come in. What a pain in the butt. Oh well. I know the end result will make all of these things not matter one bit. I am very happy to know I'll be seeing his face in just a couple of days at the most!
posted by Alissa at 1:44 PM
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