Welp... Just as I expected. I am now officially 40 weeks and 4 days. My due date was June 24th and we watched it come and go with me showing no signs of labor. That's right--I really haven't had any contractions (not even braxton hicks!)
During my 39th week, I was able to notice that he started dropping a little bit. I wasn't as puffy as I had been in the area just under my boobs. Also, I don't have as hard of a time getting deep breaths in which is nice. I took this picture shortly after my doctor's appointment when I went to work. I was still about a 1+ dilation, and still 70% effaced, but my doctor said i was a -1 to 0 station, which is an improvement from last week...
We have been so excited to see what he is going to look like, so to get an idea, we found our old baby photos :) It was fun to reminisce with them. We both feel like he will come out with red hair. But we are prepared with either red or brown. If he is blonde, we will both be shocked!
So on my due date, we were a little bit sad. I've always known to not plan on delivering on my due date, but it still doesn't make it any easier to watch it come and go. During the day, Scott and I went and got some due date donuts and soda. And then Scott had to go to work.
Toni flew into town that day so me, Toni, Chel and Boston, and my parents hung out for the night. It was a pretty good night, but kind of sad at the same time. Especially because I felt like everyone else was having their babies before me.
Here is my lovely 40 week due date photo:
We had our doctor's appointment on the 26th, and i was 2 cm dilated, and still freakin 70% effaced. So he stripped my membranes (for the 2nd time) and gave me a couple of options. <> In 1 of my ultrasounds, my due date could have either been the 23rd or the 24th. And you can begin an induction the night before so that you deliver on your 41 week mark. Anyways, so back to the story, he gave me 2 options: I could schedule an induction with him for Saturday night, the 29th into Sunday, the 30th. Or I could come back and see him on Friday and see if any progress has been made. If there has been progress, he could strip my membranes again and send me to deliver. So we decided to see him on Friday (today)!!
So this week, I worked Tuesday and Wednesday night and am now finished until after he comes! I'm really happy about that :) Yesterday Scott and I were able to spend the whole day together just preparing and enjoying our last little while together. We tidied up the house a little bit, slept in, ran a few errands, and hung out with Toni for the day. We went to 1st dam and played Skip Bo for a few hours, ate dinner, and went to see the movie "42." Which is about Jackie Robinson--great movie.
All day I hadn't been feeling the best. I hadn't been contracting, but I felt motion sick for some reason. So after the movie we decided to run to Lee's to grab a treat. I ended up throwing up in their bathroom :( We came home and I took a bath, and Scott gave me a lovely pedicure. He is the best!
So, it is 3 am on Friday, the day we are possibly going to have our little guy. And I can't sleep because I just don't feel good. I threw up again. I am hoping that this is just my body's way of preparing to have our little one, and i'm not getting sick. That would be horrible.
This post is probably super jumpy, but I just wanted to get everything out before I forget...and when you aren't feeling the best, you just don't really care :)
I can't even begin to explain the feelings going through mine and Scott's mind. In the next day or so we are going to give birth to the baby that we have been blessed with. We can't wait to meet him, and be able to see what he looks like, and kiss him, and love on him. We are also extremely nervous, and anxious, and worried about him. It's crazy to think that either tonight or tomorrow is the last night we have together without our baby. We are just a mixed ball of emotions, but we are definitely mostly excited and anxious to get him here!