Last day as an only child
So . . . I'm getting induced tomorrow.
I will be 39 weeks and 1 day pregnant. As of Friday, I was 2.5cm dilated and 75% effaced, with the baby right down where he needs to be. So I'm hopeful that my body is ready to do this thing, and that the baby is ready to make his appearance (at less than 9 pounds large, please oh please). That's what's going on over here, and after agonizing back and forth over options and blah, this is the decision I actually feel best about. And I'm really, really excited to meet this little guy.
Now let's talk about the Tiny Dark Lord, on this, his (most likely) last day as an only child. He and I stayed home from church today, because:
1. I can't sit in that warm chapel for an hour. Last night during the Relief Society Broadcast I only made it through the first 30 minutes before staggering out into the hall so I could mop out my cleavage and cool down. Of course everyone thought I was leaving because I was in labor. That was fun. I kept listening in the (much cooler) foyer and enjoyed snacks in the gym afterwards. They were awesome, by the way: finger sandwiches and wraps and fruit kabobs and cake balls and little cream puffs and cheesecake bites and every good thing.
2. It would be just my luck to send him to his nursery class today and have him pick up the cold that's going around. I've seen how much bodily fluids those kids excrete in 2 hours, and I've seen the way TDL picks up and then licks the play kitchen food, so . . . yeah.
GH did send a couple of text updates during church. I learned that I missed out on the Primary Program, which was kind of a bummer. But I also missed out on a 5th Sunday lesson about the importance of accepting and keeping your church building cleaning assignment. Lose some, win some. Pretty sure I'd rather be in labor than sit through that one.
Instead TDL and I watched Music and the Spoken Word and made dough for The Sugar Cookies, which we will cut out tonight using his new Halloween cookie cutters. I took pictures so I can show him that he was loved before I chose to ruin his life with additional babies.
Also on the docket for tonight:
- Make brownies to bring the nurses so they will like me and be willing to massage my perineum. That's not the kind of trade you make every day.
- Finish packing the hospital bag (much smaller this time)
- Ask the Gentleman Husband for a blessing
- Figure out a way to pin back my hair so it stays put during labor this time and doesn't wind up looking like a badger attacked it in all the post-birth photos
Thank you so much to everyone for all your good wishes, advice, encouragement, and prayers. Will post an update as soon as I can!
I'm Steph, a librarian and mom of 3 (not sure how that happened). Let's chat books, food, Sumptuous Literary Adaptations, poop, knitting and maybe some crazy Mormon Feminism.
12 comments:
French braids into a messy bun kept my hair looking mostly not too ridiculous in the post-labor pictures.
Good luck with everything!
Woohoo baby time!! Sending all kinds of womanly blessings your way. And I have no advice in the hair department...2 emergency c-sections means my hair stayed pretty much the way it did when I left the house. I don't necessarily recommend that as an option though.
Can't wait to see him!!
I'm so excited for you!!! YAY BABY! You're going to do awesome - my 2nd was induced (after a horrific Dr. P-bottom-mangling 1st baby) and it was the easiest of all of my births. Smooth sailing and wonderful. Keep reminding yourself that you're a strong, viking-esque, warrior, mother goddess and that you can do anything at all that you want to do, or feel like doing (including kicking a nurse if you feel so inclined - I give you permission). I can't wait to hear how it goes!!!
Woo woo! Best of luck with both the birthing and the good-hair-having.
HOORAY! Best of luck and I'll be eagerly awaiting an update!
Good luck!! Can't wait to see the little guy.
Oh yay, baby time!! I hope everything goes smoothly and without complication.
I'll second the recommendation for french braids, or a stretchy headband to keep the hair out of your face.
Good luck! I'll add my prayers to the mix tonight.
I'm so glad you got to plan a special last day with kid #1. That is precious.
Good luck!
I have no recommendation for good hair, I have always looked horrid in post baby pictures, c-sections notwithstanding. But that sounds like a fabulous plan. Sending good luck, prayers and many blessings your way.
The week before #2 boy was born I rocked #1 boy to sleep one night (which he hated) and whispered into his sweet baby (3 1/2 years old) how sorry I was. I cried. It took nearly 18 months for me to realize what a good choice we'd made--it took that long before they really played together. I still remember the day they became inseparable.
As for #2 . . . he was such a delightful baby and I was so much more relaxed. Before he came we were a couple with a baby. After he came we felt like a family.
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