38 weeks
First, a pic of me a week ago:
I’m bigger now. I wasn’t sure it was possible, but I am definitely still growing. That’s one big baby in there, folks.
Last week was the kind of amusing that just didn’t inspire me to write. Monday my normal NST turned into a 6 hour ordeal, since we couldn’t get her to do her tricks on the monitor. Wound up making my first visit to L&D to hang out on their monitors instead. Joy.
Tuesday’s estimated weight: 8 pounds. Bejus.
Wednesday was the appointment with the midwife, wherein I received serious encouragement...my cervix is starting to change. Not much, but I’ll take “still pretty firm, but I can get a finger in it” over “hard and closed” any day. At least we’re moving in the right direction! This is especially happy news since I’ve started getting runs of little contractions, mixed in with the occasional one that feels like it’s doing something, and my back has been killing me in a way that suggests that baby might just choose to leave one of these days. Nice to know that it isn’t my imagination/is actually accomplishing something, IYKWIM.
We worked all day today on getting things ready for the little twerp. I got the laundry completely caught up, the bathroom cleaned, the sheets changed, and our room rearranged to make room for the bassinet (which is a great assembly story that I believe Jay will be posting soon...). Jay worked on cleaning out the room that will eventually be Sadie’s and organizing our storage space in the cellar. We totally made up for the way we goofed off yesterday. But it was good to spend most of the day in bed relaxing while we still could...very, very soon now we’ll have no peace at all. And I suspect we’ll be absurdly happy about it, too.
The “big appointment” this coming week is tomorrow, when we see the OB. Next after that is a week from Wednesday, which will be the decision point for kicking her out, if she hasn’t left gracefully by then. I’ve still got my fingers crossed that she’ll wise up and decide to leave…
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