Sorry folks... I've left you hangin' for a few days. I've been in a "nesting mode" especially since he'll be here in just a few days! Monday @ noon is the plan! I honestly can't believe it and we seriously have to have a name before we get to the hospital.... heavy medication and naming a baby could prove disastrous for the little man. I haven't been able to relax at the OB's office... perhaps it's the pressure of "your BP needs to come down or we'll do a c-section"... but "no pressure to relax"... ha! Yeah right. This morning before I left it was 114/68... that's like 1/2 dead & when I got there 146/92 that's the other extreme of 1/2 dead. Oh well! At least she believes me that I have some mental issues and thankfully not some 'preeclampsia or toxemia' issues! :) He's coming into the world a little over 2 weeks early which makes me a tad nervous but the ultrasounds are showing he's 7+ lbs so hopefully he'll be ready for life outside the womb.
I wanted to have a VBAC and that's not exactly what has been decide upon and I'm trying to be ok with that, the Lord is helping me get there. A c-section sure does hurt really bad though. I've done it both ways and I'm finally convinced there's no easy way to get a child out of my uterus. Morgan was 8lbs 1 oz and this is what her trip through the pelvis did to her...
The nurses were smiling (probably because they were just glad my 3 hours of pushing was over) and I was mortified and afraid I had given birth to some creature not of this planet. Thankfully her head became more normal in shape and she resembled a human baby within 24 hours of being born. That's not to say that her birth wasn't traumatic. She had 104 fever when she was ripped from my body by vacuum and had a first apgar score of 4; all of which resulted in a 10 day hospital stay.
Paige was an elective c-section just 23 short months ago and just 20 short months after Morgan was born (you can do the math= I've pretty much been pregnant or breastfeeding since February of 2004... I've certainly become accustomed to sharing my body with another human being). I thought it would be a breeze. Ha! A breeze it wasn't but she at least looked a little more normal after being born.
I look at these 2 precious little creatures and I'm so thankful for them. I can't imagine my life without them and I'm equally excited to meet their little brother. I'm not sure they'll know what hit them when he makes his way home but I know they'll love him!
Well, that's the news from here. I'm hoping and praying that Mom & DaddyBoy can get here by Monday. The Raiger continues to keep me busy. If all I did all day long was walk behind her and pick up after her I'd never stop. I do love her precious little soul... despite it's fiestiness! :) She thankfully has refrained from covering her body in toothpaste for the last several days.
I started this yesterday and I'm hoping to wrap it up along with his nursery by Sunday! We'll see if I can do it!