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It’s my due date and I’ll cry if I want to…

Ladies and gentlemen, we have finally reached it. Forty weeks. The end of the line… only, not really.
Today was a very mixed bag. There were naps with the little one (good thing), a midwife appointment (good thing) and then some tears and stress on the part of the pregnant lady (bad thing).  Believe it or not, the tears/stress were not over baby boy’s delayed arrival and my desire to have him appear, but instead were a much more hormone-induced routine breakdown over housework and messiness/clutter, of all things. And that was only the very last part of the day… other than that little meltdown, I think I am handling 40 weeks well.  Yes, I am impatient to be done, but not so impatient that it’s driving me crazy.  Mostly I’m building anticipation each time I imagine the birth, what baby boy will look like and be like, etc. It’s like a trip to disn.eyland that you’ve had planned for ages- happy anticipation and impatience.  But soon, he will be here, hopefully!

At the midwife appointment, she checked my cervix (ouch!) and it is 1 cm dilated and effaced (she didn’t say how much).  Shorty, on the way home updating people via phone, kept referring to it as “only” 1 cm dilated (and Realistic Me knows that this is true and it really is “only” 1cm), but at this point I will take whatever positive signs we can get because that’s 1cm down, nine to go and also because it’s a sign that my body is doing what it should.  I have a friend who went for her 40 week checkup and was not dilated at ALL, so I am very grateful for my one cm, thankyouverymuch. 😉  The truly good news was that baby boy HAS dropped- and I have proof! My fundal height last week was measuring an alarming (to me) 42 weeks (OMGi’mgrowingawhale) but this week, dropped to a satisfactory 34 weeks! Midwife said this is due to baby boy dropping low into my pelvis and engaging. Whoohoo!  Funny enough, Shorty had made a comment about him having dropped earlier in the day… we went to hug and as soon as we touched she went “wow! I can hug you without bending in half around your bump! you’ve dropped!”  Yes, yes I have.  🙂
And now I give you the forty week, fully-cooked bump picture… hopefully this is the last one we have to take! We went ahead and made a midwife appointment for next Wednesday, but even the midwife said she’s not sure we’ll make it to it.  Let’s hope not!



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Protected: Still here, still pregnant, plus Baby Girl updates.

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Almost forgot, 38(+1) bumpdate

With everything that’s been going on, I totally forgot to take or post a 38 weeks bumpdate yesterday… yet here we are, with only 12 days left to our due date!




Let’s take a moment to focus on the baby that’s still IN the womb, shall we?

This week, I definitely feel like baby’s dropped some. I feel all my movements further down now (still tons of bumps, nudges, and watching my whole belly roll as he moves from one side to the other!), and when I look straight down at my belly, it kind of slopes (I can almost see my belly button again!) instead of bumping straight out. Anyways, that’s my opinion, and if you disagree I don’t want to know! 😉  It’s about the only sign I have that anything is progressing, which is partly my own fault.  The midwife asked at our appointment this week if I wanted a cervix check and I declined, afraid it would be discouraging if I wasn’t at all dilated and potentially misleading if I was! I’m kind of regretting declining now, just because ANY information seems better than no information and this waiting game we’re playing! Getting a little bit impatient, for sure.



But at the same time… we still have so.much.crap to do before he gets here, which is kinda funny given what I told ya’ll in my previous post. You’d think it wouldn’t matter anymore, but there are still things like, oh, say, getting the connector for the hose for the birth pool so it can hook up to our sink, or clearing out the room I intend to set up the birth tub in so that the birth tub actually FITS in it, that seem slightly important to do. Only slightly.  <stress.>

Then there’s also the finding-room-for-all-the-baby-crap that needs to happen. That one’s slightly our own fault… when we learned we were having twins ;), we put out a call for baby girl stuff (seeing as we had none!) and BOY have people responded.  My house seriously feels like it can’t fit anymore stuff, and yet more keeps coming. ARRRRGH.  It’s so amazing to see people’s generosity, yet it’s to the point where it’s taking over the house!  Before the donations began, I had gathered several bins of perfectly good, name brand clothes and such that didn’t fit Shorty or T1 or I anymore that I wanted to sell in a garage sale or ebay, and even begun pricing and sorting… all of them are now going to goodwill STAT because at this point in time, I just want everything extraneous OUT of my house in an attempt to make it all feel less cluttered and make more room for baby stuff.  I’m even looking at long-treasured household knick-knacks, sentimental items, and books as potential goodwill fodder- I just want it all to go away and my house to be decluttered and clean!  I don’t know what you would call this instinct- reverse nesting?- but it’s there and it’s strong!  Hopefully I can get some of this stuff done tomorrow, to reduce stress levels and make myself feel more prepared. Somehow though, it seems like every time I go to do a task, the energy to actually do it leaves me after about 0.5 seconds and I find myself only wishing I had the energy to do it, instead of actually doing it.  I guess this is what happens to you when you’re 38 weeks pregnant. Procrastinators, take note- clean early!

I have tons more to post on the status of our new addition, but that is another post that will have to wait for another day- the baby’s sleeping and I need to go to bed!  For now… here’s your bumpdate!  Isweartomothereverything he’s dropping…

lovely stretch marks, newly-outed (herniated?) belly button, and all…

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It’s up

Okay everyone, I blogged. Sending out the password now to those who requested it through email or comment (as long as I had your email). It’s the same one it’s always been and if you don’t have it… you might wanna get it. Just sayin’. 🙂


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Small Update in Lieu of Big Update

Hey guys- just wanted to pop in here today to give you a quick update. I don’t have the time or the energy to write that big post I told you about, but I promise I will.

I’ve been at home all week on bedrest (or “bedrest”- it’s not been possible to stay in bed all day and the midwives said I didn’t have to, anyways)- I honestly don’t know if it’s been working or not though.  My blood pressure has been high today (the only day we’ve checked it since the midwife appt) and I’ve had a headache all day, dizziness, visual floaters, and swelling.  No, I’m not looking forward to telling the midwives any of this tomorrow at our appointment… I don’t really want to know what they’re going to say.

My mom has been over-googling and calling me every few hours to check in, and she’s got every other relative on high alert too.  It’s slightly stressful, trying to reassure her with a headache pounding in the background and my poor wife stressed out besides.  More than that, I kinda hate being fussed over… I think I’m probably a pretty bad patient- I hate making a big deal out of anything, hate worrying people, hate being seen as anything less than at my 100%.  I know none of this is rational but this is the way I’ve always been. I’m the girl who will struggle out of anesthesia and into alertness as soon as humanly possible because the second I become aware that I am somewhat incapacitated, I want to do everything I can to appear as in control as possible.  Yes, the possible psychological analyses that could be done on that one statement alone are endless. I know.

So anyways. That’s where we’re at. Not much better, and with a whole lot of stuff going on besides. I’ll update on it soon. I promise. And hey… two weeks and two days until our due date. That’s the shining beacon in the middle of all of this. We’re so close!  Such a short period of time seems totally manageable, most of the time.