Well, not right now. I highly doubt that if I were in active labor, I would stop to make a blog post. A post on Facebook, yes, but not a full-length blog.
But she is coming soon (I hope!). Today I am 37 weeks. For those of you who aren't familiar with pregnacy (as I was before I got pregnant) there are, usually, 40 weeks in a pregnancy, so I only have 3 weeks left until my due date. Now, as any woman who has had children before can tell you, due dates are very rarely exact, but I'm to the point where I'm hoping it'll be sooner rather than later.
As we come closer to the big event, several things are running through my mind. First, I'm entering the whole "freak out" stage where it's finally becoming reality that I'm going to be a mom. I'm not worried that Dyl and I will be horrible parents, it's just that this is a huge life-changing experience. After this, there is no going back to the way things use to be. It's kind of intimidating, to be perfectly honest.
Secondly, I'm starting to worry/think about the whole labor process a bit more logically/seriously/thoughtfully. Growing up here in America and watching all the films, you would think that you have two choices of giving birth: 1) You make it to the hospital and you're attached to IVs and monitors and you're lying on your back screaming bloody murder as the father of the baby passes out next to you or 2) You don't make it to the hospital and thus you have to give birth at home or in the car. Sometimes an elevator.
Uh...yeah...those both sound...uh....lovely. Thankfully, I took birthing classes at my hospital and I also watched a great documentary about birthing (The Business of Being Born) so I feel much more educated about what I want to happen during my labor. Now, obviously things can go waaaay different than I have planned, and I'm okay with that. In the end, it's all about what's best for Lucy. And me, too, I guess.
You know in all the movies and TV shows where they show the Lamaze class doing those silly breathing exercises? Yeah, they really make you do that. We didn't have to do it in class, but I'm suppose to practice breathing at home. I know it's going to come in handy and all, but I can't help but feeling a bit....well....silly.
Now, I know some of you are dying to know how Lucy's doing. She's doing pretty good. She's head down, so she's all ready to go. Her heartbeat's been good and she is moving a whole lot, mainly sticking her feet in my ribs. I have also found out she likes her space. Dylan had his head on my belly trying to see if he could hear her heartbeat and she kept kicking his face. That's my girl! She also kicked Nana (my mother-in-law) and the doctor when they were trying to listen to her heartbeat. And my mom finally felt her kick, so I have a feeling she's going to be a spirited, hard-headed little girl, like her mother.
Random note: Tomorrow is my last day at work. It's very bittersweet....
Well, this may be my last post before I give birth, but don't worry, I'll be sure to update ya'll once she gets here and all that jazz.
My question of this post is...If you've had children, what products couldn't you live without and which ones you could?
