I went in for what "should" be my last Doctor's appointment yesterday afternoon, and as comfortable and content as I am in this 39th week of pregnancy, the results were still disappointing.... if anything it seems like my "progress" is regressing. NO dilation (WHAT!?), -2 OR -1 station, and "some" effacement. BUT THAT'S NOT WHAT SHE SAID LAST WEEK! HMPH! Poor me :) (I saw a different Doctor than I have for the past 3 appointments) He DID say he still thinks Al will be under 7 lbs. Whew! Ok.
As I left the Dr.'s office and straight through this morning a million thoughts dance through my little head. When will she get here? It's a question you ask yourself for many reasons. First and foremost, I am just excited/anxious/apprehensive about the safe and healthy arrival of our baby. I don't know how long the relief will last, but it WILL be a relief when she is healthy and in our arms. Probably my second big thought is... exactly how painful is this going to be? Then finally... OUR LIFE IS CHANGING... FOREVER! What is that going to be like? Feel like? Do to my relationship with Ron? Do to my relationship with my friends? My family?
So little baby Al, all snug as a bug in a rug, your arrival, whenever it may be, is anxiously awaited. Come when you are ready... but know we couldn't be more excited to meet you and start the process of answering all of these questions.
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