That’s correct. We are almost there. This stubborn child
will not consent to come early, despite my pleading and negotiating. I guess I’m
a good cocoon or something. We are 39w2 today and fully within an acceptable
range for his debut. We thought for (almost) sure he was coming on Saturday night…
I was having contractions every 3-5 min that lasted 45-60 seconds… for 5 hours.
But when I went to try and get some sleep and see how they went. I fell asleep
and woke up Sunday morning with nada. It may have been the fault of the castor
oil I tried. But it was almost exciting. Ps. Castor oil=failure. It did clean
out my system… which I will admit is kind of nice seeing as it gets difficult
to do while pregnant. Other than that effect and contractions… baby A is
staying put. Come on child. I have been pregnant for 66 weeks out of the past
74 weeks. That’s 15/17 months Yah. I'm done. And now that I am down to the
final week, it feels like these last couple days are longer than the last year
and half. Patience is not a virtue I possess. And we are nearing Max’s
birthday. He was born February 11th, 2012. His first birthday would
be in a couple weeks and I don’t want to be too overwhelmed with a newborn that
I forget it or we can’t do anything to make it special. I just want to fast foward
until A is out and I can kiss his little toes and look at his little face. I
want my hubby to be able to hold him and see his son. I also want to be comfortable
in my own body again. These last few
weeks of sleeping has been uncomfortable, verging on painful. I am really close
to complaining. But not quite yet. If he goes past his due date I will go into
full fledged complaining. And whining.
His room is done. completely. And I am really proud of it, so I thought I'd share.
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