Sunday, June 2, 2013
Life's been busy.
I've experienced this pregnancy a lot differently than my previous three. Our life has been in an uncertain place the entire time, and so this whole pregnancy I've been more unconcerned with "getting to the end" quickly than I ever have before. I haven't read any pregnancy books, nor religiously kept track of what week I was in or how big my baby was supposed to be, or even how much weight I've gained, and (up until about two weeks ago) have not been in any rush or hurry to get the baby here.
We had tons of fun with family in town for graduation. After they left the next thing on our "schedule" was birthin' a baby. So that's when my impatience began.
I'm 39 1/2 weeks now. I passed the 38 weeks 6 days mark that I delivered Wyatt on. I passed mys sisters' birthday which was my "goal date" for having the baby, and we left May behind. (I was hoping he would be born in May--then the boys would all have their own birth month.) So at this point I'm feeling like I have no idea, the baby is probably never coming, I'm going to be pregnant forever.
You know, reasonable-type thoughts.
This morning I woke up with contractions 7 minutes apart for about 3 hours, but I laid down for a nap and woke up and they were gone. :-( The babysitter is officially "on call". It could be tonight--It could be two weeks from tonight.