You are READY to deliver a baby if:
It takes you over a minute of very concentrated effort to roll over in bed.
You actually have a bruise--that's right, a black and blue bruise--on your left hip from the pressure of sleeping on your side all night.
You get to wear these fabulous wrist braces because you have pregnancy-induced carpel tunnel syndrome in your hands.
A man you've met for the first time at a church picnic tells you to your face that you're about to pop.
You've stood and admired the baby's going-home-from-the-hospital outfit about fifty-five times. You also occasionally just stare in awe at the row of dresses on pink hangers hanging in the closet.
You've had your toenails pedicured in the perfect shade of purple.
Your mother has come and completely worked a miracle in helping you turn one large room into a suitable nursery/toddler/play/storage room for all three children. And it actually doesn't look too cluttered.
Your husband has spent a lot of time assembling items with terrible pictures-only instructions over the last week (because who can really afford furniture/baby gear that actually comes assembled for you?).
You and your husband have agreed on the baby's first and middle name.
Your non-maternity clothes are starting to look extra stylish and you have dreams of actually wearing them again, even though you know in your heart it will still be weeks (okay, months) before you really can.
You've convinced your Doctor to induce you by Wednesday. Never mind that the real reason is because you're fully effaced, dilated to a 2, and his daughter is getting married on your due date. I like to think my negotiation skills had something to do with it.
7 comments:
Well....at least you know it won't go past Wednesday. How fun. BTW....the dope who said you look ready to pop. Please tell me this guy is single or divorced. If not....God Bless the woman who puts up with him. My mailman, years ago, asked if I was sure I wasn't having twins when I was pregnant with Paige. I forgave him because he was unmarried, had no children and was a complete idiot. However, Paige was 10 lbs. 3 ozs. when she was born. Smaller than her sister big sister.
you are so ready! i'm glad you'll have pretty purple toenails to look at while pushing :)
I'm so excited for you!! Here she comes. Can't wait for you to get to dress her in all those cute clothes on pink hangers! Hang in there, you're just about there!
How exciting! I'll be thinking of you and can't wait to hear the big news!
Good luck Audra, I am sure everything will go well and your little baby girl will be perfect! No worries, I had many MANY people point out the fact I was wearing flip-flops at church towards the end of pregnancy...yes people, my feet would not FIT in any other shoe, don't you think I knew that?? Soon it will all be over...the joys of pregnancy :). sending good labor vibes your way!
sara g.
yeah for wednesday!! loves & hugs!! smiles to all.
I totally relate to this! Especially the doctor. Yep, likely he won't be in town for me when I go into labor. I think I saw his daughter at the office the other day. I wanted to say-just move the date by like a week...please?!! :-)
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