A day in the life of a waddling pregger...
9:00 am -Rush York to Mother's Day Out (running late as USUAL- pop tart in car)
9:15 am -pulling out of Church parking lot racing to Hospital for doctors appt at 9:30!
9:35 am -pushing 3rd floor elevator button with back of my hand b/c I'm a germ-a-phob! (crossing fingers that all of my extra circular labor exercises have done their job)
9:37 am -sitting in waiting room with every other women in Shelby County!
10:00 am -still siting in waiting room trying to read the new book I bought but mind is on another planet trying to organize the next couple of days if we are going to get induced!
10:15 am -watching every other person called back to see the doctor when an emotional overload creeps in... what if there is NO change and I will be pregnant forever...
10:20 am -wondering why doctors offices make appointments
10:25 am -getting more anxious, shifting in uncomfortable chair because bum is going to sleep!
10:30 am -the lady on the intercom announces "Laura Harless to AREA A".... FINALLY!
10:33 am -step on scales to see I'm up 5 pounds from last week because on my 3 bags of fluid and fun hospital stay on Monday! A-W-E-S-O-M-E
10:34 am -blood pressure/ urine test both look great
10:35 - 10:45 am -waiting on Doc in area A.... waiting, waiting, waiting
10:45 am -"I can not believe you are STILL pregnant!" -doc says
After a nice pelvic exam (which I'm getting pretty used to -I think this totals 3 for the week) I could see it in her eyes... NO CHANGE! Still 1 and a half centimeters dilated she confirmed. I have begun thinning (about 30% effaced)... but absolutely NO more dilation! You can NOT be serious... insert Water Works! As tears streamed down my face the poor doctor said, "Evan he is just not ready yet!". Blog readers... I can NOT complain I feel great and I have prayed and prayed for a full term baby and that is just what I'm getting. It is just difficult to have originally set a date (next Tuesday) and mentally prepare for your baby to arrive and then all of the sudden your body doesn't cooperate and plans are null and void. God is teaching me patience and most importantly that I am not in control! W.O.W -did I just say that... not in control? Evan Perry Harless= Type A personality, Ms. Organized, Take Charge/or OVER attitude, Early Bird gets the worm, etc... can not control this situation!? Doesn't ADD Up! As much as I want Perry here... I am learning valuable lessons while thanking God that each day we are a step closer to bringing home a healthy baby and having a completely different delivery experience than with York. That makes me smile...
I would like to go into labor on my own ultimately and if this guy is a "Turkey" like his big brother then he might just come next week... that would be a blessing! If he decides to "set up shop" for another week then I see the doctor again on the 29th (a day before my original due date). My doctor left me with some parting words... "I will definitely not let you go past 41 weeks!" This hasn't even sunk in yet! 41 weeks... that is just NOT natural! Not to mention (insert anal mother to equation) that York's 2nd Birthday party is on Dec 11th... the weekend of 41 weeks!! O M G... lets don't even go there! HA!
So I picked up my sweet boy from school at 1pm and he is sleeping soundly beside me as I type... What an incredible gift God has given me and I will cherish these next couple of day/ weeks with more care and more attention to every little thing he does (from the way he pats my back when I pick him up to the sweet sound of his breath against my neck). He is our little man and holds his dad's and my heart in the palm of his hand. He makes each day sweeter and now more than ever I realize how important these last days are to savor and enjoy.
Until God and Perry decide... we will be waiting!
“Trust in the LORD with all thine heart; and lean not unto thine own understanding. In all thy ways acknowledge him, and he shall direct thy paths.”
– Proverbs 3:5-6