Right now I'm on self-imposed bed rest. I have a cold so I have Kleenex stuffed up my nose, a tub of Vaseline next to me, and each cough worries me that I'm going to set off labor.
You're two days overdue, and we are now in the danger zone. If you decide to arrive now, I will miss my birthday party. Who plans a birthday party for the week of their due date anyway??
Your dad is being a busy bee in the basement. We have a musician coming to play in our backyard tomorrow night and he has a few humble green room requests so your dad is making sure the guest room is all set for him. I love when your dad really takes on a project, because he does things with such care and precision.
I have been a maniac this week. I have been praying and begging for labor, have cried each day that I dropped Maxwell off at Nana's, cried in the shower at the discomfort of my body, cried in the middle of the night as my stomach gets Charlie-horse cramps....then, your due date came and went, and I went from feeling hopeless to feeling invigorated. I'm sure your dad was happy to see that crazy train park. I had a great appointment with my midwife and we made an induction plan for this weekend. The sun kept shining on our backyard and I started to realize that still being pregnant was now a blessing and not a punishment.
I tell ya...the final moments of pregnancy are not pretty for me. I'm a disaster. Bless my village (your dad, Britt, and Jocey) who just know what needs to be done and know how to somewhat manage me and my brain.
So now, I lay on this couch, propped up by a million pillows, and I wait. I think good thoughts and hope that each cramp is just because of how I'm laying and not a sign of labor.
I remember that a beautiful baby boy is on his way and I am so lucky to have this life and these "problems". Tomorrow all of my best friends will be in my backyard enjoying a musician who's music has framed my 20's. Life is so good. No matter what.
So little guy, the story of your birth is already interesting! Thanks for keeping us on our toes. If this is an indication of your personality, well shoot-I can't wait! I love you so much already. Now just stay cozy until tomorrow night, then there are a few people who want to meet you 😘
Love,
Mom
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