Last Night Pregnant

So after waiting a rough 250 ish days to meet my little guy,
I'm down to one more.
The doctor agreed to induce me tomorrow,
even though I'm not officially 41 weeks.
And how am I feeling about all this?

I'm not entirely sure yet.
Excited, definitely.
Nervous...maybe a little bit.

Being pregnant has been such a big part of my life the past nine months, it feels weird to think that it is ending.
I am going to miss feeling him kick and squirm around.
But it will be nice to be able to bend over again.
Or to lay on my stomach again.

And most of all, it will be nice to finally hold him.
I can't wait to see what he looks like.
I hope he has Jayson's eyes.
And I hope he gets that cute little gap in his front teeth that both Jayson and his dad have.

It really is crazy to think I could be holding my little guy in 24 hours.
I'm anxious. Sleeping tonight should be fun.

Jayson is so excited.
We have to call the hospital at 6:00 a.m. to find out when they want us to come up to start the whole process.
Jayson wants to wake up at 5:00, just to make sure we are the first to call.
No way...
Still cute though, right?

We have everything ready to come home;
my mom came over to help me clean my house.
The laundry is done, the dishes are done.
We have my sisters and dad to help take care of our dogs while we're gone.
Now we just need to enjoy the last night we will ever have as just us.

I still can't wait to hold my baby.

Hanging In There

So....after thinking that labor might be starting at the start of this week....

Nothing has happened yet.

I'm still only dilated to a one.

My contractions have pretty much stopped.

And I'm due in two days.



I think I'm gonna go run around the block.

Maybe...Maybe Not

So after making my previous blog post this morning, I may not be waiting another six days.

My contractions were getting pretty strong today and coming every four minutes or so; mom decided it might be a good idea for me to just go get checked. So we went up to the hospital just to see if anything had changed. My last doctors appointment was on the 10th and my cervix was still closed (as it was the previous two weeks). I didn't really expect a whole lot of change today but still thought it would be a good idea to get checked.

At any rate, I'm dilated...only to a one...but at least it's changing. I went from being 50% to 60% effaced in an hour so hopefully things are really moving here and this isn't a false alarm. I'm still having steady contractions. The nurse and doctor gave me the option to stay in the hospital or go home; I definitely wanted to go home. I'm not doing all the labor in the stinkin' hospital!

The nurse thinks that I will have the baby in the next day or two so keep your fingers crossed!!

'Only' 6 More Days

It's been 274 days.

Only 6 more to go.

I think waiting for little Peyton to come is going to drive me insane.

But I only have 6 more days.
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Hopefully.

...Running Water...

Okay, I thought this was HILARIOUS so I decided to share with those who want to hear it.


For the past two days, my contractions have been every 2-5 minutes for HOURS on end and yesterday, I actually went to the hospital to be checked out. We're getting close but not quite there yet. Anyway, since my contractions have been so close together and seem to be getting a little stronger, I have been trying to pay attention to every possible sign that the actual labor might be beginning.


As many of you know, pregnant women pee...a LOT. Plus, the baby dropped a few weeks ago and has made this process even more of a frequent occurrence. For those that have never been pregnant, I'm going to explain the sensation to you...imagine you haven't peed for DAYS. You feel like you are going to absolutely EXPLODE!! Now imagine feeling like this every 2-3 hours....that part I can deal with. The part I hate about being a pregnant pee'er is that I feel like I'm going to explode every 2-3 hours and then, when I finally get to go to the bathroom, it's usually a tinkle. Frustrating...


I try my best not to go to the bathroom while I am on the clock at work, so when five o'clock hits or my last patient is gone, my first stop is the bathroom.


That's part A of the history....here's part B.....


Our toilet at work has been "broken". It still works but sometimes you have to play with it to get it to work right. The tank has a tendency to not fill after you flush or will continue to run constantly and just drain. Because of this problem, it has become a habit to double check the tank before we use the toilet to see if it's full. We leave the lid off of the tank just because this is such a frequent issue. Not great, but it works so that's all that really matters.


So feeling this potential-to-explode-sensation, I head to the bathroom, and out of habit, check the tank to see if it's ready to go. Nope. Empty. That's okay, I know how to handle this. I push the little thingy down and the tank begins to fill. While it's filling, I continue to go about my business.


Now remember what I said about it just being a tinkle?? Yup, nothing new there; still just a tinkle. So as I go to clean myself up, I can hear water slowly trickling.....but I KNOW for a fact that I am done peeing. There is NO chance that I am still tinkling.

Immediately, my heart begins to pound and scenarios are running through my mind.

"I'm due in ten days."


"I've been having contractions solid for two days."


"OH MY GOSH!!! MY WATER BROKE!!!!!"


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Remember the toilet tank? Filling up?

Yup...
just the tank filling up.

I hope you guys found this as funny as I did (once I got my heart rate back down!)

Almost...

I woke up last night at about 12:30 a.m.
At first, I didn't realize what had woken me.
The dogs? Nope. The heater turning on? Nope.

Then, it happened again. A contraction.

Ah-ha.

That's what woke me up.

I tried to just go back to sleep and ignore my stomach and back

tightening.

A half hour passed. Still couldn't sleep.

Then an hour had passed. Still awake, trying not to wake Jayson.

Finally, I decided I needed to time my contractions.

For 37 minutes, I was having a contraction every four minutes

and they were lasting almost a

full minute every time.

Right as I was about to wake Jayson and tell him that we

might need to get moving,

they stopped.

Just as quickly as they had started.

Almost.

Just Waitin' For Peyton

So we have pretty much everything we need for the baby....the swing, the bassinet, the crib, clothes, bottles, blankets....the last big thing we need??


The Baby!!


Jayson and I are getting so anxious!
Only 2 more weeks until my due date...
Things are changing so he might (cross your fingers)
come a little early.

That would be okay with us :)