Weekly Stats . . .

November 29, 2010 (daddy's birthday)
"you're a little further along" Dr. M
2cm
75% effeced
"I'm going to try to help you along" crampping pains.... owee!
We'll see.

That Moment

I don’t want to call myself selfish, but I want to be honest on the same note. I really want that moment were I turn to Michael and say “I’m in labor” “my water just broke” “its go time”.

I want that moment between he and I and I want it so bad. We are really getting down to the wire here and I’m afraid I won’t get that moment. I’m afraid it will be more like, “I’m getting induced in the morning hope you can get off work”.

I want this little girl to do this on her own schedule, but the waiting is driving me/him/everyone crazy. I had a big rush of energy yesterday afternoon, my house is spotless. I couldn’t tell if it was something I wanted to do or needed to do, so I tried not to think about it too much. Then when we laid in bed Michael said “I really think she’s coming tonight”. It would have been wonderful to wake him up on his birthday with one of those moments, “babe I think we are going to have this baby today.” But alas we are still waiting…

I go to the doctors this evening, she mentioned she would be stripping my membrane and giving me a progestegland suppository if she saw me today, looks like she will. Hopefully the little extra medical encouragement will give us the moment we want.

Peace to my baby girl, we will meet you soon.

Weekly Stats...

November 22, 2010
2cm
60%


Novemeber 18, 2010
1cm
50% effaced
tick tock . . .

Presents

For the majority of my life, at least the portions I can remember, I have always looked forward to what was coming next. I wanted to be older, I wanted to graduate, I wanted to be married; all I every wanted was the next step.

The last eight months have obviously been filled with this wanting as well. Except with this situation the next step was being a mom and meeting the amazing person Michael and I created. But today I honestly have found some sort of peace with myself. I realize that right now in this moment is where I want to be, where I need to be. Yes, I’m looking forward to the next step, don’t get me wrong. But for once I’m starting to enjoy the current moment.

I love getting to know my husband stronger through this situation. I am enjoying learning about my body and my ability to do things unexplainable. Though frustrating she’s still on the inside, I love feeling her kick and wondering what she’s thinking.

I’m starting to understand the quote “it’s why it’s called the present”. . . .

Weekly Stats...

Still 1 cm
A little more than 50% effaced
-At least I didn't go backwards!
Back to eating my pineapple!

Weekly Stats...

November 1st:
1 cm dilated
50% effaced