Wow. I have no idea how close I am to labor (considering I was only at 1 cm. yesterday), but I am about ready for this thing called pregnancy to be OVAH. It's a task just lifting myself off the couch, much less walking and moving around. In the morning I feel pretty active. Since Monday I've managed to clean out the kitchen junk drawer and the medicine cabinet. I've done laundry, vacuumed, mopped, and dusted. I cleaned out the microwave today, too. It's after lunch when it hits me...you know that fatigue that sends you to that stage of sleep where you just about drool all over the pillow? Well, I've taken a nap every day this week. I've also tried to walk at least a mile every day, so that has been adding to the fatigue.
Last week, I couldn't decide if I was ready for my little guy to come out into this big, bad world, but that was before I started feeling as if I was carrying a watermelon. I feel miserable, and I feel like I look miserable, too.
The doctor asked me if I wanted to induce next Wednesday if nothing happens from now until then, but I said no. She said that if I haven't done anything by Tuesday, I will have to come up with an induction plan. I really don't want to be induced! I've already been praying that this won't be the case.
Well, the bags are packed, and now we are just waiting. Tomorrow is a new moon, so there are a few people telling me to get ready. If only he could come on! We are ready to meet him!
The second picture of Heath and me was made at my best friend's wedding. Whitney looked beautiful! I made it through without going into labor. That seems so far away now.
Hopefully this will be the last update until I share the story of his arrival. Prayers are appreciated!