The other morning, I woke up early (to pee, of course), and was feeling grumpy about not being in labor yet. In my half-awake state, I got back in bed and decided to talk to Baby. I visualized three chairs: Baby in one, my body in another, and the placenta in the third. After spending some time explaining to them why it would be good to go into labor soon and my hopes for a non-medicated childbirth, I realized I just needed to let go. “Okay,” I said, “I’ll try to trust that you know when to get this thing started.”<\/p>\n
I’ve been remembering lately that this isn’t about me. I can easily get so focused on feeling like I’m doing something wrong by not being in labor yet. But giving birth to a baby isn’t something I can control, and it isn’t about me anyway — it is about the baby. I told Jon this morning that I feel like I’m disappointing people by not being in labor yet. “No,” he said, “You are just making them wild with anticipation!” That was a nice way to think about it.<\/p>\n
Here are some other things heard in our household these days:
\n* “What are you *doing* in there?” (spoken to baby in my belly)
\n* “Do you think she is really going to come out?”
\n* Ann: “I have a big belly.” Jon: “You do. It is temporary.”
\n* “BABY BABY BABY BABY BABY BABY!!!!”<\/p>\n
Here’s a practical update: Today, we have two appointments: one for an ultrasound to check baby’s amniotic fluid level, and another for a “non-stress test” to make sure baby has enough room. These routine tests are given twice a week to any woman who goes past her due date in order to make sure that the baby is still thriving. I’m really thankful for our great healthcare. It is hard to wait for baby, but it would be much harder to wait if risks to our baby weren’t being monitored closely. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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