This sweet little baby was due on Thursday the 10th. It's now the 11th, so I guess I get to say he's overdue. My mom pointed out that I've never been early to anything before in my life, so why would my son be? Excellent point. My doctor doesn't let his patients go over 41 weeks, which I would be next Thursday, so he's scheduled an induction for Wednesday the 16th. I feel like we'll be waiting til then. I may totally be wrong. I may wake up tomorrow and have a baby on the way, but I'm doubting it. I have my reasons though.
We know when this dear child was conceived, no ifs, ands or buts. 40 weeks is actually November 19th. Our due date became November 10th at our first ultrasound, and if you'll remember all the craziness that happened with our due dates, we actually had a second ultrasound that said our due date was November 14th. The ultrasound tech said that the due date is really plus or minus 10 days when done via ultrasound, so we stuck with the November 10th due date. Confused? We were too.
Anyway, this baby will be here by November 16th. I mean, hopefully I'm induced and he comes on the same day. That's a lot of labor if he waits til the 17th. I was so excited when I left the doctor to have an end date in sight... until I got on the phone with my mom and it hit me. I will have a baby in one week or less. I guess before it was like, yeah, he's due, he could be here anytime... now it's, he will be here. PERIOD. I am so excited. And so scared.
I'm only slightly scared of the actual labor but more scared for the after. Scared about how uncomfortable I'll be, scared that I won't know how to make this baby happy, scared he will already hate me, scared I won't be able to breastfeed... scared. This is normal, my friends say, which is comforting. I cannot wait to see his sweet little face. I can't wait to snuggle him close and see my husband holding him. I'm trying not to cry on my keyboard.
His room is almost finished. I still need a rug and to hang a few things that I'm waiting for the paint to dry on, but it's ready. Not that I plan on having him in the room much to start with... we'll be camped out in the living room with the pack n' play for awhile. I have pictures, but our laptop screen died and we're waiting for everything to be transferred to a new computer, which we obviously don't have back yet. Luckily we borrowed my mom's laptop, so I can keep up with my nasty Pinterest addiction.
Speaking of Pinterest, it gave me the bright idea to do some freezer cooking so we'd have actual meals to eat after the little guy shows up. We've been living off take out the last three weeks because I've been so dang tired when I get off work. It'll be nice to have something to pop in the oven and not to mention, much cheaper since my paycheck has officially gone bye-bye. At the beginning of this week, I was going to start working half days but once I got the news Wednesday that we had one week left, my mom formally "fired" me, relieving me of the stress of work, plus getting ready for this baby. It's been really nice to have the last few days to get things done that really needed to be done at home.
As far as end of pregnancy stuff goes, I still have the rash. It seemed to get a little better for a few days, but now it's back to itching like crazy. I can't sleep very well. I've been staying up with the hubs til midnight, then going to bed and tossing and turning. I seem to sleep really well from 5 am to 8 am... another reason not going to work has been awesome. I've run out of room for the kiddo and he's dropped, so sometimes his shifting around hurts. I've noticed more Braxton-Hicks contractions and haven't made any progress as far as dilation and effacement in three weeks of checking at the doctor.
We are so excited to meet this little guy, as I know all my friends and family are, too. Come on out, buddy!
P.S. Seriously once I get our laptop back, I'll have so much to share. Seriously.