I completed my 38th week of pregnancy today. Tomorrow starts the 39th week. Wow. Can't believe that much time has passed.
Had my weekly Dr's visit yesterday. Here's the update: I am now 2 cm dilated and still 80% effaced. The baby has dropped. And she still thinks I will go all the way to my due date. (WHAT?!) I am busy at working trying to get my replacement trained so having another 2 weeks would be great in that regard. Plus, I still feel like I have a huge "to-do" list before the baby comes. However, I'm so terrified of labor that dragging this out 2 more weeks is just going to stress me out. Let's just rip this "band aid" off - meaning get it over with so I can stop being freaked out about it.
I am still having contractions but not as many as I was having this weekend.
We went to a prepared childbirth class this weekend that was all about labor and included some relaxation/breathing techniques. We have the second half of the class this weekend. Total - this particular class is 12 hours long. I'm not kidding. 12 hours of freaking Kallie out even more.
Yesterday we also went to tour the hospital. It seems like a really nice hospital with a great set up. The staff is really committed to helping you have the experience you want to have versus pushing a certain experience on you. So I am encouraged about the place we have chosen to have the baby however walking into those hospital rooms and realizing that I am going to be there within the next 2 weeks, most likely, is unnerving.
Peter is excited for this baby to come. He's a good balance to where I am at with it. He still is being so understanding, compassionate, and an all around great husband. He's been better than I could have even hoped for (especially when you add in dealing with my mom's passing on top of this pregnancy). I am so lucky to have him and am grateful to have him as my partner in life.
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