Down to it

Yesterday's appointment did not go as expected. I expected:

1. to see a full image of my baby on the screen for 30+ minutes

2. to confirm he is indeed a boy

3. to learn how much he weighed

4. to see my doctor and have my regular internal exam

Well, instead I:

1. saw parts of my baby that I couldn't even define for about 4 minutes

2. listened to the tech say "there's no fluid" for about 3 minutes

3. was called down the hall to a closet and strapped under two monitors with a clicker in my hand. They were monitoring my contractions (none) and the baby's heart rate and I was suppose to click the button when I felt him move

4. was told I wouldn't be seeing my doctor today but they would call and tell her the news

5. watched my baby's head get buzzed twice because he wasn't active enough

6. sat in the waiting room for 25 minutes while she called the on call doctor, my doctor, and the hospital.

7. was told I might be going into the hospital for an induction because my fluid was so low but they had to see if they could take me

8. They couldn't because they were swamped so I was sent home with low fluid and scheduled for an induction Monday morning at 7 am.

A bit contrasting don't you think?? Oh and I felt so reassured that they wanted me to go in to the hospital right then but since it was full, all of the sudden he could wait another 2 days...not cool team. Not cool.

When they told me I might be going in right then I nearly burst into tears. Apparently I am a lot more terrified than I realized. All this to say, as we drove back to mom and dad's to kick off dad's birthday party, I was a silent, hot mess. Extremely over stimulated by all the information flooding through me, I was not in the mood to talk or even share the news. Peter, on the other hand, was thrilled by the set due date and not concerned by the test results. He shared the news and mingled easily (as always).

Mom was a great support, knowing my thoughts telepathically, hugging me at just the right times, and holding in the cliches that I'm getting so sick of hearing. Who cares if a million women have gone before me, this is my journey and I have no idea what to expect. Peter is an awesome support and I know it will all be fine in the end but I'm not at the end yet. I'm at the beginning.

The Goal

Pop out my little cowboy.

Tonight

Maybe after we make another batch of Grandma June blueberry pancakes and watch Amazing Race THEN we'll go to the hospital? Maybe? One can only hope. The candles are lit. The fire is blazing and muffin mix is on its way...the start of a good night either way.

Time Oriented.

He's not. For those who voted before or on the due date, I'm going to go out on a limb here...at 11:13 pm...and say, "He's LATE!"

4 DOWN

Whelp, we're at 4 centimeters. The most the doc has ever seen a first time mom come in at is 3-4 centimeters. Way to make the record team Styffe. She is still holding to her "I think he'll come before your due date" line she threw out 2 weeks ago. She also said on that same day that he could "come tonight". I like her and all but next time a doctor tells me when, I'm plugging my ears!

My body has continued to make steady and substantial progress. She is very impressed with my baby birthing skills. Not going to lie, I'm kinda impressed too. So is Peter but he better be impressed with any and everything my body does for his baby! Something happened at the appointment that was another giant leap forward; it was kinda bloody and that's all I'll say...maybe you get it, maybe you don't. I don't want to get any TMI clicks down there in the reactions bar.

Tomorrow is Elizabeth's birthday (Peter's mama). Good day to have a baby? She thinks so! Celebrating the first grandchild on her birthday in the delivery room sounds like her kinda party according to her. I am happy with whatever day is soonest! I'm just glad we passed St. Patty's day...no leprechauns in this household! As always, I'll keep you posted.

I did it! I did it!

This whole time I have been trying to add the "reactions" part to my blog like I did on my old one. Problem was, I couldn't figure out how I set it up the first time. Peter googled it in two seconds and here we are: Back in business! I also added a survey on the right panel just for kicks and giggles.

React! Also, if you have other "reactions" than the ones mentioned, let me know; I'll add them!

If you haven't figured out what I'm talking about, the "reactions" section is located at the bottom of each post. Check a box...it's anonymous and so fun to see when people have been here.

Dearest Blakers,

You're already keeping me up past my bed time
Since you're not even here yet, this most certainly is a crime.
For all I know, you could arrive ontime.
So since I've got nothing to do but wait, I shall create a little rhyme.

Your dad couldn't be more excited to meet you
same goes for me and the rest of the crew.
They'll be coming to the hospital two by two
and after awhile we'll bid them adieu.

We've got the pack-n-play all set
and plenty of diapers for you to get wet.
Their are tons of soft blankets for you to pet
along with a swing if you get upset.

The birthing DVDs have been viewed.
It seems this whole labor thing is tried and trued.
We loved the day when they could conlude
you were a healthy, growing, baby dude.

So in a few hours, or maybe days, we'd like to see your face
feel the warmth of our family embrace
count your toes and wiggle your nose
and thank God for his good grace.

xo, your mama & papa