Pirate Update

Well, I’m due Tuesday (3 days from now) and am really hoping our little guy/girl makes an appearance very soon. 

My last two doctors appointments have given the SAME update (1 cm and 70% and baby has not yet dropped).  Oh and don’t forget the super scientific and very accurate part where the doctor puts his hands on my belly and scratches his head saying, “yep, this baby isn’t even 8 pounds yet.  I think this will be your smallest.”  Note that the same doctor (who I really do love) said the EXACT same thing the day that I went into labor with Bear.  He all but promised that Bear wasn’t over 8 pounds.  Of course I have predicted (recently) that this baby will be smaller as well but that is also not based on anything but a hunch.

Jackson was 2 weeks late and week 42 was not my favorite week of life.  However, having no children and a super easy to please husband, life was still pretty easy.  With Bear I was smart and just told myself that I’d go 10 days over so I didn’t start getting anxious/irritated at all as my due date grew nearer because I still thought I had tons of time.  I had a full weekend of fun planned for Jay’s birthday and went into labor instead which was a very nice surprise.

This time I have not been so wise.  Partly because every one has said that the third baby comes earlier and partly because we found out this week that we are expected to move to Austin on August 20th.  That’s right, today is the 14th and we still have no baby.  But in less than 6 weeks we’ll have a baby, have made 2 two day trips (with said baby and exhausted mommy in tow) to Austin to scout for a place to live AND be moved into that place.

Yes, my pregnant lady/nesting/planning/hormonal insanity has definitely kicked in in a very major way.

So, for the last two days I did EVERYTHING that I have ever heard that could make you go into labor.  All efforts resulted in NADA.  Baby still happily inside playing the drums formerly known as my rib cage while bouncing on the trampoline formerly known as my bladder.

Today I decided (at the prompting of my doula who reminded me that it took me 21 hours of consistent 3-5 minute apart contractions to even get to a 4 with Bear) to stop the insanity.  I’m going to just relax and make lots of plans and assume that the baby will come by induction (week of July 26th).  And yes, I am also trusting God that all will work out with the birth, move etc.  So, now that it’s all on His shoulders and not mine-I’m sure my family will enjoy my company far more!

And, as luck would have it three of my favorite people in the WORLD are coming to visit on Tuesday and my entire house is completely thrilled to have Sissy, Mia and Lennon in Texas for the next 3 weeks.  So, once I get to the due date I think I’ll be so distracted with family fun that I won’t even notice the time flying by. 

So there is the official update on both Pirate’s progress and my pregnant lady craziness!