A friend of mine from prenatal water aerobics got induced this morning at 6 am at just short of 42 weeks gestation. I saw her yesterday at the pool and she’s been doing well – she looks good, she’s mobile, and she said until the last couple days she’d been feeling good as well. Anyway, I haven’t heard anything yet, but I hope the baby has come as 6 am was 16 hours ago. However, I know inductions can take a long time, so I guess it’s quite likely she may still be laboring.
Ro*sa of course is waiting as well – she must be just short of 40 weeks right now. In about a week and a half, I’ll be at 38 weeks. Most babies are born between 38 and 42 weeks, so I’ll enter than period of knowing the baby can come at any time.
Yesterday I was feeling like crap. I think having occasional crappy days is part of pregnancy. Basically, we went out to dinner Saturday night, and I ate too much and had a small soda. Big mistake. I was up half the night just feeling miserable. There was a moment when I wondered if I might be showing some early signs of labor – I knew it was extremely unlikely given that I’m not even 37 weeks yet, but the thought of it made my blood run cold. It made me realize that I am still very afraid of labor despite having had the last 8 months to come to terms with it. Still, the more uncomfortable I get, the more welcome it will be. I know that my husband and my doula will help me get through it.
Anyway, I’m feeling better tonight but still not great. It’s just getting harder and harder to get comfortable, and the groin pain has been worse lately. The end is in sight though. I can’t believe I’ll be full-term in a few days. on the flip side, though, it could be another five and a half weeks before the baby comes! This type of uncertainty is hard for a planner like me.
Thankfully, the snow has melted and the roads are clear. My initial excitement at the snow disappeared when it turned into an ice storm. I’m just extremely thankful that we didn’t lose power.
