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Week 38 – We’re so damn close, and after our week 37 doctor appointment where we got a look at lil’chunk and found that she had a big o’l head, I spent basically every moment of week 38 counting down to my next doctor’s appointment where I could ask more about what our next steps would be. I also spent a large amount of time googling things like, How big of a head is too big of a head to deliver vaginally? And basically anything I could read on being induced if your cervix wasn’t favorable. Which, talk about a great way to stress yourself out! Otherwise, below are some of my thoughts, feelings, and BIG NEWS that I jotted down throughout week 38 of growing Baby Jones.
For Christmas all Adam wanted was to come back into our room and not have to sleep in the guest room. I agreed. That night it was way too packed in our bed with all my pillows, and he kept hitting me in the face with his arms, and frankly I doubt either of us got the best sleep, but it was so nice to wake up next to him once again after weeks of sleeping in different rooms. The next night he returned to the guest room, but for Christmas we pretended life was like it was before. Soon me, Adam and Baby Jones will all be in the same room together.
Christmas was surreal. Our last quiet Christmas just the two of us. Next year we’ll have essentially a 1 year old. A babbling, crawling, maybe even walking little person experiencing her first Christmas. The fact that I can see the split from one version of our lives to this new reality so clearly with the passage of this Christmas was exhilarating.
I ache for our 38 week doctor appointment. Will their be progress? Will I have started to dilate? Will we induce next weekend? Will I have to keep waiting? How big will her head get as we wait? Will my worst fears come true? A long labor, pushing without progress only to be told her head can’t fit and we’ll need a c-section? Knowing we could have our answer about our little lady’s arrival next Wednesday afternoon means I can think of nothing else.
The bathroom and I have such a strange relationship. I sit, hardly anything comes out and I just wait. Half the time the baby will shift and more will eek out. She has control of so many things, and emptying my bladder is apparently one of them.
Wednesday 12/30/15 was the doctor appointment I had been waiting all week for. Belly measured, baby’s heartbeat taken (she was wiggling so much the doctor struggled to hold a heartbeat. Told me I clearly had a wild one on my hands!), and my lady bits checked. FINALLY, progress! 1 cm dilated. My body is doing what it should, moving towards having this baby. We talked about her head size, my fears about inducing and her not fitting through my pelvis, I cried (HORMONES!) and a plan was made. I’ve waited 39 weeks to meet this lady, I can wait a little more. There is an exit date set for her induction, a day she will not be allowed to pass, but for now we’ll give her some more time to come on her own. I’ve told family and close friends the date, but I don’t feel like I want to tell the whole world. I don’t like the idea of that many people waiting on that day, and the day after, and the day after that to see an update from us. I don’t want to feel rushed to post or share or announce or update.
Just know she’ll be here before we know it. If you really want to be the first to hear, follow me on Instagram. That’s where she’ll make her official first debut and her name will finally be revealed.
It’s finally here.
I can’t believe it.