Tuesday, March 4, 2014
Hi. I'm here. 39 weeks, 1 day pregnant. 4 cm dilated. The doctor predicted just moments ago that my water will break in the next few days (she could feel a bulging balloon of water, sorry for the TMI?). She stripped my membranes (more TMI?). I've been having sporadic contractions since Saturday. I can't move without a grimace, and have spent most of my time on the couch. I'm at Chick Fil-A getting lunch, and that's all I have to say about that.
Posted at 12:56 PM
Friday, February 28, 2014
Other than wanting to vacuum the entire house two or three times in a row, there's one thing left on my list of "things I must finish before the baby arrives."
I have to finish the blanket Laura is "making" the baby. I put making in quotes, as she drew the picture, but really I'm making the blankie while she watches...
I finished the blankie for Laura. She's not expecting a blankie, but she was so sad to know I'd made blankies for two of her cousins but not for her. So I pulled out all the stops, designing this special blankie.
And I refinished the blankie I had made for Gavin after he was born, adding a back and some border stitching. His is much smaller than Laura's or the one for the new baby, but still handmade with love by mommy.
So now I'm down to this:
I now have all but two peacock wings scribbled in with stitching, and need to finish the last band of the rainbow. I need to trace and stitch Laura's note to her new brother onto the back, then put it all together. It'll take 3-4 hours of work...
But then? I'll be done. D-O-N-E. DONE! Done with my must-finish projects. And beyond "over" being pregnant. I'm not quite 39 weeks, and I know I should prepare myself for potentially three more weeks of baby growing. But I can't. I've gone, almost overnight, from "I'm actually feeling great!" to "OMG one more random contraction with no other action and I might cry." I'm tired, enormous, in a constant state of Braxton-Hick ball of tight, queasy, short of breath, and starting to swell. My lips are buzzing from lack of oxygen, and I'm just exhausted.
Come on baby. I'm ready.
Posted at 4:28 PM
Tuesday, February 18, 2014
I'm over it. So over it. I am so not ready to have a newbie at home... But I am so ready to be done with work for a little while. And also to not be pregnant. Because here is what 37 weeks looks like:
I'd rather be working on special projects. Like this blankie for a special big sister.
The baby clothes are all washed. I found my stash of nursing bras and shirts. I packed my favorite shampoo in my hospital bag. The infant seat is stowed in the van (not yet installed... Tips on packing three kids in carseats in a minivan??). Stuff is ready.
And I am so, so ready... To not be working anymore!
Posted at 2:54 PM