It's the final count down until baby gets here and I think we're (I'm) ready.
I met with the doctor today and by his words I'm "dilated at 3 cm and ripe". Not sure what "ripe" means, but I'll take that as a good sign that things are progressing (thanks to evening primrose oil). He also stripped the membranes to get things moving a long. After getting home from the appointment I noticed a lot more pressure in my pelvis when the baby dropped for about three hours. Since then I haven't had very many contractions and the baby re positioned back up in my ribs. Good Grief!
So I'm not getting my hopes up that tonight's the night, but I'm almost certain she will be here in the next couple of days.
I was in a lot more pain after the membrane sweep today and I wasn't able to do much when I got home. It was then that I realized how physically and emotionally painful it is to take on the discomfort of the last few days of pregnancy while still trying to fix dinner and take care of two other children and a husband. For a few hours I really wanted to just settle on the couch and try not to move too much and just let the cooking and cleaning get done all by itself, but then I remembered that Danny had scouts tonight and was going to rush out the door after dinner and the kids were starving and needed something soon, so I essentially had to buck up and cook dinner for the starving family...all while suffering through lower pelvic pain. It was quite the test of patience to do all of it on my own and it made me wonder what kind of balance needs to take place in these final stages of pregnancy. I can't just let everything fall apart or not get done during the day, but on the other hand I can't beat myself up that things aren't getting done when I'm in a lot of pain right now.
If that even makes any sense.
So here we are again: just waiting for the baby to get here.
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