40 weeks

I am not in labor.  I have to preface most of my phone conversations with that now, so I figured I should start the blog that way too.  Well March 2, has come and gone, and I'm not holding a baby gator in my arms.  It's funny because if you refer back to my 38 week blog, I was feeling pretty content to let the baby come whenever it's ready, and feeling relaxed about the whole thing.  The anticipation is starting to get to me.  Because at any point from 38 weeks on it really feels like the baby could come at any time, so we have already had two weeks where I am super conscious of my body and wondering what every little pain and movement could mean.  I get it now, I get why women it get frustrated when they go past their due date, it's like waiting to hear back about a job interview for weeks; it sucks.  However, I am not giving in to my own impatience, I had a doctor's appointment today and I did not schedule an induction, yet.

As with all the previous appointments everything looks good.  My blood pressure is good, I didn't gain any weight at all this week, my stomach is measuring on target, the baby's heart rate is good, and good baby movement.  I am 1 and 1/2 cm dilated, and the doctor brought up inducing early next week.  I told her I would prefer to wait closer to two weeks.  She said how about next Friday, I said how about Monday the 14.  She said she wants me to come in next Thursday and have an ultrasound to check my fluid levels, and have a fetal non stress test, to check on the baby.  It sounds like depending on the results they will either let me wait until Monday, or will tell me I need to induce on Friday.  I'm happy with the compromise.  Of course the baby could could get off his/her butt and decide to join us before then.  Which is what I am hoping for, because after 12 weeks of Bradley classes I really don't want to be induced.

No picture this week, because I am feeling lazy.  Maybe I will write more this weekend and add a picture then.