Well, as of tomorrow, I am considered full term. I hit 37 weeks. This also means we can go through with our home birth.
I am both ready and not ready for this baby to arrive.
I am ready to not be pregnant anymore. I hate being pregnant. And I feel as though I should be sad about the fact that this is most likely the last time I will be pregnant, but I am not.
I am ready to meet this new one, but nervous at the same time. I can’t wait to see what he/she looks like though!
I need to the baby to wait a little bit longer. For one thing, my midwife has the day off tomorrow, and second I feel like I still have some loose ends to tie up business wise. I have one last design for a client that I would like to have done and installed before the baby comes.
But either way it is a waiting game now. I can’t seem to judge what my body is going to do. I have had painful contractions for an entire afternoon twice now (seems to hit every second day). They were enough to wake me up, but they still seemed all over the place. However, I have no idea if that is how normal labor starts out, since I have always had my water break first, then no labor, then instant contractions less than a minute apart and long. So I find my self not getting all that excited when I do get contractions now, but sit and wonder, which soon turns to annoyance, waiting for something to happen or not happen. Oh the joy of those last few weeks of pregnancy.
Oh, and I have yet to pack an emerency page should we have to go to the hospital.
And, I have yet to get the things prepared for the home birth..
I did, at least, dig out all the small baby clothes, washed and put them away. Now I just need to do the same for the cloth diapers.
So I am ready, but not ready.
For each of the kids, we have bought at least one new outfit. This is the one for the newest. I love the hat.
Elisabeth wanted the midwife to listen to her baby as well. Very cute moment. Elisabeth just feel in love with the midwife and cried when she left the other day.