Officially 2 weeks to go…
pamelamyers | September 11, 2009
Well, today I am 38 weeks, and I officially have 2 weeks until my due date. But we are ALL hoping she makes an appearance before then, which she should, especially if I am induced. I am ready to do jumping jacks if it will help push her out of there! It is so insane how fast the time went though. I still can remember so clearly the day Mark and I found out that I was pregnant. I was so scared I think I was shaking. It didn’t seem possible that all our dreams were going to come true, and yet here we are, so close to having everything we always wanted.
My next appointment with the doctor was not scheduled until next Thursday, which seems forever away (considering my last appointment was on a Tuesday — that’s one and a half weeks, which in baby-waiting time may as well be 2 months). I was debating all day whether I would be a big pain if I called the doctor’s office and tried to get an appointment for Tuesday or Wednesday instead, and lo and behold, they just called me asking if I could come in on Tuesday! Love how things work out sometimes.
I had another non-stress test today, which is helpful for easing my nervous mommy mind. I know in my heart that she is doing just fine in there, but it’s always nice to have a professional checking on her and giving me reassurance that yes, she is quite happy and everything is perfect. I still am not worried about labor and delivery, and least not in the traditional sense of being worried about how much it is going to hurt, etc. But I do worry about her — I just want everything to go smoothly so that she arrives safe and sound and healthy. Mark keeps telling me he just wants her born already and I know exactly what he means. I think he is anxious too. We will just feel better when she is here and we can see her and hold her and know that she is ok. That’s one thing about being mommy to an unborn little munchkin — you feel sometimes like the entire weight of the world is on your shoulders. I mean, I know that everyone else who already loves Sam worries about her too, but let’s face it, it’s pretty much all on me because while she is still inside, there is no one else who can keep her safe and healthy the way I can. Although I am so grateful I have so many people looking out for me, and so, by extension, looking out for Sam. Everyone has been making sure I eat right, and rest, and don’t do too much, and don’t feel stressed out. I am very lucky to have such great support from my family, my friends, and my job.
I hope that doesn’t sound like I am not enjoying every minute of carrying her around, because I do, of course, even when I can’t get comfortable and can’t sleep or whatever. All of those things are so….well….just unimportant. So insignificant. Nothing compares to the feeling of having my constant little companion with me. So no matter what I have to do to keep her happy, I will do, without question. But I am ready to share the responsibility for her health and well-being with her daddy, and her grandparents, and her aunts and uncles, and all of her friends!
Sam, someday hopefully you will read this whole entire blog and realize how very much everyone already loved you since the minute we knew you existed. You are our little miracle.