Wasn’t it just yesterday that I announced little Roo was on his way? That was before we even knew he was a he. In some ways the 40 weeks of pregnancy have gone quickly, but mostly I think God knew what He was doing when he designed the human gestation period. It’s been a good time of waiting and preparing, but I’m feeling as prepared as I’m going to be and ready to end the waiting. The past several mornings, the first thought that has gone through my mind upon waking is, “Oh, labor didn’t start in the middle of the night.” I think this in a mostly factual way with only a tinge of disappointment.
As much as I’m ready to meet this wiggle worm, I’m not impatient to meet him. I know he’ll come when he’s ready and not a moment before (assuming we both stay healthy). That is how it should be. I am content until then. Friends and family alike have been wonderfully supportive as our anticipation increases. Many of you have sent encouraging scriptures to me as I wait – thank you!
Like much of the country, we are in the middle of a horrendous heat wave and I have never been more thankful for central air conditioning. Temperatures have been in the 90s for weeks with high humidity and heat indexes in the 100s to even 110s.
I saw the midwives yesterday and found out that I am 2-3 cm dilated and 70% effaced. Yay! No contractions yet, but I was encouraged that I’ve already made some progress. He’s riding very low these days and I’m feeling some extra downward pressure. It’s an unusual experience knowing he could come today or a week (or more!) from today. He’s probably just waiting until we have a chance to go see Harry Potter. Yes, that’s it, I’m sure.
We had a little fun after taking the traditional side-view belly shot this week: