Well, here I sit, 33 weeks and 2 days pregnant. If my doctor's plans for induction still stand, that makes less than 5 weeks until our precious little boy gets here. I am still getting anxious when I think of how our life will change and of course, I am still terrified at the thought of child birth, although I guess it is a tad late for that! I had an ultrasound on Friday to see how bubby was doing and he is doing well and has been estimated at 5lbs. The average weight for a baby boy at that gestation is 4lbs 11 ounces so he is 5ounces over. Not huge, but looks like he will be about 8 pounds when he gets here (which is certainly large enough for me when I think of how he will make his grand entrance...ouchies..). From here on, I will have a non stress test once a week. My first test last Thursday went well. I was SO nervous! Not really about the test, since it is really nothing but laying there with monitors strapped to my belly and a button to press every time I feel him move, but just walking through those doors at the labour and delivery department at the hospital was overwhelming. I guess I have waited so long to walk through those doors and have had so many moments over the past few years when I thought I would never get the chance to be there, coupled with the fact that birth is so quickly approaching made it all a little much. So many emotions going through my body at the same time made it a little hard to breath! The nurses were great and I recognized a lot of the names and voices from dealing with them over the phone through the years when they have called to inform us of a baby's death. We had another 2 babies at work over the last couple of weeks and I find it is getting harder and harder to deal with. It just confirms that no matter how far you are in your pregnancy or how well you think things are going, everything can change in an instant. Life is so fragile. Of course, in my business, we never like to think about our own mortality....we can't....we are too busy being strong for others, so when we are faced with it, I think it's harder for us to deal with than anyone else. Ironic, but true.
Baby boy's crib came in last week so Trav and Uncle Joe put it together on Friday. Every time I walk by the room I have to go in and look at it. I still can't believe this is real I guess, even despite the huge belly and feeling like I have been kicked in the crotch which is now a feeling I have every morning and every day from about 4pm on. Fun.
Well, that's my update folks! I will post again next week. Love and blessings to everyone.
