I really am awful about updating this thing. There isn’t a whole lot of “WOW! Exciting” to report. It’s going. The most exciting this is that I’m now 37 weeks, so I’m “allowed” to pop any time.
The 37 week mark was a mental huge deal for me, because it would be such a huge change to my care. While a baby born at 36 weeks might be just fine and require no extra care, I would have been suddenly considered “high risk” and couldn’t deliver at the birth center. Now that I’ve hit 37 weeks, I can head to the birth center, rather than straight to the hospital.
I’m definitely starting to feel the aches and pains of the last few weeks of pregnancy. I did something to my back (or the baby bruised my liver, no unheard of), am starting to get pretty nasty pain in my right glute, generally feel uncomfortable in the belly, and she’s started to descend, providing that very strange “banging against the bottom of the pelvis, from the inside” sensation. It could certainly be worse, however, and I’m just keeping my fingers crossed that I don’t go to 42 weeks and have five weeks of this.
Prep wise, we’re pretty good. There’s a bit more cleaning that Jason would like to have done, but we’ve got bags packed, baby room finished, all the vital essentials ready. (Though we won’t set up the co-sleeper next to the bed until we get home from the birth center. It’s tough getting in and out of bed with that thing there!) We’ve got two classes left in the series of birth classes we’re taking; this Wednesday’s being “labor simulation”. And I’ve got subs for all of my classes except one, and I’m in the process of training the teacher who’s going to take the last one (it’s a prenatal class, and she hasn’t yet done prenatal training.)
We met with our doula last weekend to chat, get to know each other better, walk around the house and see likely places to labor before going to the birth center. And this weekend, she and I went to a partner prenatal workshop, which I was really grateful for, since it enabled us to work together – literally, hands-on – prior to labor, and allow me to get comfortable with that sort of close, intimate touch. (Not that it won’t get more intimate during labor, but it’s a good start.)
People keep asking “are you excited?!!?!?!”. Yes, you can hear the exclamation marks in their voices. and I have to say, I can’t say I’m “EXCITED!!!!”. I’m certainly looking forward to it – even the labor and childbirth process, but most of all getting to meet her. But it feels like just the next appropriate step, the right thing to follow. I’ve had nine months to contemplate this, and it’s hard to maintain that same drive of excitement that long.
So, offical T-minus three weeks and any day now.