Yes, I am grinning through my teeth with the title of this post. =D Little Miss Emma is still hanging out. Dilation was very minimal at my appointment today. They say "fingertip". I would rather they say "Well not quite 1 cm but we just didn't want you to feel bad." Of course I also keep being told that I could still go into labor tonight and how much I'm dilated now doesn't really mean much. By the way, the exam to tell me about this crappy lack o' dilation almost sent me to the ceiling! Holy moly. Shoving down on the top of my belly with one arm while shoving the other arm in my hoo-ha was not high on my list of fun things to do on a Tuesday afternoon. It did not hurt at all last week, so clearly there is a difference in the comfort of this based on who does the damn exam. Ugh.
I have another appointment next Tuesday, when I am a glorious 40 1/2 weeks. Then I am scheduled to be induced next Thursday the 21st if she does not arrive by then. The nurse today said based on everything going on with my body...the contractions, Emma's head chillin' on my cervix, back pains, fatigue...all signs that my body is getting ready for labor indicate to her that I will go into labor on my own and she doubts that I will make it to induction day. I hope Emma comes on her own because the induction process can take much longer than normal labor and you are not allowed to eat once you check into the hospital. She mentioned that if I go in at 8 Thursday night, I could possibly not have a baby until Sunday. Wtf? No thanks. Starve me for three days and then expect me to have enough energy to have a baby. Not so much.
So while I am not looking forward to the work and pain of labor, all I need to jump things into gear are stronger contractions. I don't want to rush my little princess, but....C'mon stronger contractions. I am ready. Bring it on.
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emma DOES know we're waiting for her, right?
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