Full term tomorrow!

Well, one more day and Henry will be 40 weeks. Hard to believe, but at the same time it feels I've been pregnant forever. It looks like our little boy is going to be late. We went to the doctor yesterday and found out that there had been no progress made since my last appointment. I still seem to be fairly high, well rather HENRY is rather high, and I'm just about a centimeter dilated. No effacement yet. Soooo the doctor went ahead and scheduled me for inducement. I'd go into the hospital Thursday evening for the Cervidal or however you spell it and then the Pitocin would start the next morning at 6am, roughly. This would be May 7th.

I really, really do not like the idea of choosing my son's birthday. I know technically I am not choosing it, but ever since I came to grips with this pregnancy, I've always just assumed he would come on his own, when he is ready. I knew he'd be late. I was, Jason was, just seemed likely, especially being the first, but it never occured to me that'd he'd be late enough to need to be induced. I am keeping every bone in my body crossed in hopes that he will come before then. This weekend would be nice.

Every day I wake up thinking maybe today will be the day - well rather I stay up way too late, not able to sleep, thinking wow this might be a super stupid idea because what if my water broke RIGHT NOW and I had gotten no sleep? But the other half of my brain is telling me he won't come that day, not yesterday, not today, not tomorrow, because I haven't felt any huge progress. I've had some cramps but they aren't enough to make me go WOW LABOR!! That and I have not had any other signs that he was on his way other than dropping. He still isn't all the way dropped from what I gather, but he's definitely lower than he use to be.

I cannot really accurately describe the feeling of just sitting here waiting for my life to completely and irrevocably change forever. It is exciting and terrifying all at once. I keep thinking there is no way I am ready for this. I get scared out of my mind, but then I have to remind myself that I am not the only new mother out there and that I have a very supportive husband. I am so lucky to have the man I do for the father of my child.

I think we are pretty much ready for him to get here. Clothes all washed, bags packed, for the most part, save a few toiletrie items that have to wait. Maybe he will take me totally by surprise and just decide to come, out of no where. I'd love for him to come today - my doctor is on call and would be able to deliver him. What are the odds of this happening? Slim to none. BTW I think almost all of the self induction methods are bull. There are only a few that I can see that would actually help. Most of them are just old wives tales, which makes me sad because I want him here NOW!

38 weeks today!

I've been horrible about updating this thing. I think about it often, but actually taking the time to do it is another thing.

Today I am officially 38 weeks, one week into being full term. Apparently this means very little to Henry. We had an appointment on Friday only to determine he's made no move to get out, at all. I am not dilated, effaced, stationed or whatever, nothing. In fact the doctor had to realllly dig around to even get to the cervix. Yeah I know, lovely picture, but that is the case.

Because we had no reason to worry about him coming this past weekend, we went down to Houston for a family reunion. Well technically the reunion was near Woodville 2 hours away, but we went to my mom's Friday and then drove up for the day that day. All in all, we were probably in the car 13-14 hours this weekend. I am thinking probably not the best thing for a 37 weeker, but oh well, didn't seem to do any harm! It was so wonderful to see everyone one last time before Henry gets here. My family is SO excited.

I'm being a horrible slacker lately. I don't even have my hospital bag packed. For some reason I cannot do it. I keep worrying that I will forget something or do something wrong, etc, so I just don't do it at all. And then there is the matter of school. All of my projects are coming to a head. A huge powerpoint presentation is due Monday. I'm about three slides in and it probably needs to be about 18 long. Hey, that's progress right! Plus the huge project that is due next Sunday, April 25th. Just thinking about it makes my blood pressure skyrocket.

Speaking of which, I should get back to it.