After a couple of hard and emotional days, I'm having a surge of positivity, so I thought I'd write about it.
I had my check for progress yesterday. The creepy Dr. from my practice had the only available appointment and I was scheduled to meet with him....but then God intervened and sent Dr. Creepy to an emergency c-section and I got to see the awesome midwife. I was a little upset to find out that I was only 1cm dilated, but happy for a "free" centimeter. None of the random contractions I've been having have been painful. On another positive note, Baby Girl is at a -2 station. In other words, she is super low which will help to dilate me some more. Most of you don't live here, but the midwife said that if Norwalk is the exit, then our baby is in Wesport (that's one town away). She said she could feel baby's head. She also commented that I have a nice size pelvis. I took it as a compliment and know that this will help in the pushing stage. Of all the parts involved in labor, I'm most nervous about pushing (and being one of the lucky few who get to push for 3 hours).
Baby Girl was unusually inactive last night and after barely feeling her move this morning, I called my Dr. at 7:40am. It just so happens that every time we've had to go to labor and delivery, it is a Thursday and she is on call. We got there around 8am and were discharged at 9. Baby Girl was moving a lot during the monitoring and my Dr. said that there is a very happy baby in there and that she wishes all the babies she saw looked like that.....made me smile. Andrew and I got some breakfast and I dropped him off to take a later train to work.
I decided to go for my daily walk when I got back home (I've been walking 3-3.5 miles a day for the last 10 days). I couldn't get over how AMAZING the weather was. As I walked by the river, looked up at the clear blue sky, felt the 75 degree sun (with no humdity!) and the breeze through my hair, I couldn't help but think that God made this day just for me. It was exactly what I needed. Instead of getting upset that I didn't have Baby Girl to push in a stroller, I was thrilled to be strolling along and taking her on a walk in my belly.
And then it REALLY hit me.....all the things I've dreamed about since I was a little girl are coming true. I have the most amazing husband in the whole world...handsome, crazy intelligent, athletic, makes me feel like the most beautiful girl in the world, would do anything for me and his friends/family, just freaking awesome man, and this bundle of perfection I'm about to give birth to. I was obsessed with playing house when I was little, and this is so much better than I ever imagined. I can't even imagine what it's going to be like when she gets here. Thank you, God. Thank you. I don't feel like I deserve this life, but somehow You love me enough to give it to me. In our bible study last night (with the greatest group of people by the way), one of our friends mentioned this verse. I've heard it a million times, but this time, it really stuck with me. I hope it brings something to your heart today:
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