I’m just going to
cut to the chase with this blog update. My belly is popping out like a
balloon!! It is huge. It should have its own moon orbiting around it. Babygirl
and I are 36 weeks and ready to be done. . . .I am ready to have this weight
off my body (my poor little feet hurt!) and babygirl is getting ready to enter
this crazy world. We had our 36 ½ week checkup with the midwife this week. I
walked in thinking it was going to be a no big deal routine check up like
normal and walked out with a very different story. . . .kind of in a panic. My
latest symptoms have been a lot of pressure in the downward position and it
feels like babygirl is trying to “root” her way out of my body. The midwife
examed me and said (and I quote) “You are ready to go, you are 2-3 centimeters.”
My response, “what does that mean, dilated?” Of course it means dilated. . .
.but when I start to panic I ask stupid questions. I am 2-3cm dilated and 80%
effaced. My midwife said my cervix looks as if I have had a previous kid
before, not normal for a first time mom! Just goes to show that every body is
different and continues to show that this pregnancy of mine continues to amaze
me. . . .how my body has learned to adapt. So with that being said, babygirl
will most likely be entering this world in April. . . .probably in the next 10
days. My prediction of an early delivery date seems to be coming true. Not bad
timing, since my last work day was Friday, April 12th. I was just
hoping to have a few weeks to settle down and get the house ready before a “tornado”
hits. Hence why I walked out of my appointment in a panic! I still had laundry
to do, get her room done, get her carseat cleaned and in my car, etc. . . . Now
I have settled down and am enjoying every last milkshake I can before I pop
this baby out. Once this baby comes out, I’m going to enter the dairy-free zone
again. The funny thing is, for the last
week Johnathon has been bugging me to get my hospital bag packed, I can recount
at least 4 times of him telling me to do it. If anyone knows me, they know I
HATE packing. I would rather clean a dirty toilet than pack a bag. I kept
telling Johnathon, “Ya I’ll do it honey.” When in the back of my mind I was
thinking, I have time, I don’t need to do this today and kept putting it off. After
my appointment I had to laugh because Johnathon was right, I really do need to
pack my hospital bag. Now with that being said, a couple days have passed, and
I feel less panic-ee now that my laundry is done (words from a true Newton)!!
Johnathon is
developing a phone tree of some sort. That way everyone is aware of the
happenings when it comes time. It’ll just be the two of us in the
labor/delivery room. We don’t want a lot of commotion from family while
everything is happening, especially since I am one that does not tolerate pain
very well. I will be having an epidural if time permits. Babygirl will be
delivered at my place of work, Santa Rosa Memorial Hospital. Johnathon and I
haven’t decided on a name yet. But I’m really not too worried about it. She’ll
get named eventually, when the right name comes to us. I’m hoping to only be in
the hospital for a day, then home to get settled. We’ll take visitors once we
are settled in. . . .this is going to be a big transition and change for John
and I, I’m hoping we don’t get too overhwhelmed. If this kid is anything like
me, she’ll be a rascal. Oh the joys of motherhood. . . .this pregnancy glow is
starting to wear off. . . .
Until next week. .
. . let’s see where this week will take us. . . .
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