The rest of my pregnancy was pretty much a breeze. I had faith that everything would go well, so I really had no worries. Actually, I remember feeling that I would never go into labor. I was about 35 and a half weeks and I had an appt. and Dr Miller said I was still closed, thick and high. What the heck?!?! I should at least be a little effaced right? I mean I know it's my first pregnancy, but dang! I mean I guess I was glad that I wasn't because I was making it closer and closer to term. But what if I made it to 39 weeks with these two? holy cow!!! From my family history I would have two 8 and a half or 9 pound babies. lol, not likely, but I did somehow convince myself that I would be pregnant forever.
My 36 week appt. was slightly more interesting, but considering I had been walking a mile and a half most days of the week, I was unimpressed with my progress. I was now fingertip and 0% effaced. ::SIGH:: at least there was a move in the right direction, but everyone had told me my whole pregnancy to just make it to 36 weeks. well Here I am...now what?
36 weeks and 4 days. another appointment. I was now 1.5 cm and 50 %. another ::SIGH:: everyone was waiting at this point, and were unimpressed with the news.
37 weeks. another appointment. I was told that my dr was going out of town in 6 days. I broke down. I didnt want another dr. delivering my babies. I didnt trust anyone else as much as my own doc, besides I know that my dr. knows exactly how I want to do this and will do everything in his power to make sure it happens. so... I sit up on the table and wait for the news. 1.5 cm....Great...I can see week 40 just around the bend. but now I was paper thin. I didn't quite know what this meant at the time, but now that I'm training in L&D I have more appreciation to these descriptions. So, thinking I still was a long shot to deliver before he left to florida I was kind of anxious. His plan was to induce me in 5 days...two days before he left. So..that's the plan. It was hard to believe that in just 5 short days I would be the mother of two. The emotions I felt were undescribable, but yet nothing compared to what I would feel in the very near future. If I had only known a little more about early labor...I could've planned things a little better, but whats the fun in life without a little spontaneity and a good story?!?
Friday, July 31, 2009
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