36 weeks and Perry is still in the oven!
Milestone... that was the word of the day at my doctors appointment Tuesday! We are so thankful that God has blessed us with 2 weeks (so far) of extra growth and development for our little P! Each and every minute he stays "put" is a sigh of relief and prayer answered. Doc says cervix is still closed and the Brethine and P17 shots are doing their jobs and she couldn't be happier! I am supposed to continue the Brethine until my next weeks visit (Tuesday) and then we will forgo all measures to STOP him from coming. I will be on my own at that point... So we could possibly have a baby next week or he may decide to hang out until the 23rd (induction day). My contractions are still persistent but the pills seem to be keeping them around 4-6 an hour. Which is acceptable for my doc... Crossing fingers that we will not be taking any more trips to Labor & Delivery until its the REAL DEAL! All of the nerves, doc appointments, and meds have overshadowed my emotions about our coming addition. As I washed the last load of baby laundry and stacked it away in Perry's drawers I realized that in a few short days or weeks we will meet York's little brother!! I became a teary mess... I looked around Perry's room at all of the things we used for York when we brought him home in such a fragile state. I would barely lay him down in his bassinet because I wanted to feel his sweet breathe on my chest. I prayed over him constantly thanking God for this little miracle and asked for his guidance every step of the way. It feels like yesterday I was swaddling his 4 lb body, pumping every 3 hours to make sure he would get the important stuff because he wouldn't nurse, and kissing his sweet little hands and feet over and over thinking life doesn't get much better than this! In 22 short months he has gown into a full fledged toddler with animated personality, sweet heart, and loving demeanor. As I packed him this morning to go home with Mae-Mae for a couple of days I realized that this little guy holds my heart in his hands... and I wonder how I will find the love necessary for another. Will my heart make room for the same amazing love I have for my first born or will it be different? My biggest worry is that York will be pushed to the side or overshadowed by the birth of a new child. I am already planning things that York and I can do together to help him with the transition. Of course he will probably do better with the change than I... I'm an emotional train wreck and have had too much time (bed rest) to think about such things! I can't wait for Perry to complete our family and look forward to savoring the short time we have with our children as infants. I pledge to take too many pictures, give too many kisses, and hold him way too much! It is an exciting journey that we will soon begin and I can't wait to meet this little life that has been growing inside of me for 9 months now!