I am officially due tomorrow - Sunday September 26. So far from what I can tell I have no real signs of an impending labour. Due to the high blood pressure, my OB wont let me go over due, so if I don't have her before then, I am scheduled to be induced on Monday September 27 at 6 a.m.
That's two sleeps. Or less.
Norm and I feel like we are waiting for someone to jump out from behind a bush and yell "BOO!" well Norm actually thinks it feels more like waiting for someone to drop an A Bomb. We're planning our last meal, what we're going to do with our last day, it's all very strange.
I am starting to get very nervous about the whole 'giving birth' part of the deal. I'm trying not to freak out, but be warned it's definitely coming. God help me if I start to give any thought whatsoever to the 'having an infant' part. Total meltdown awaits.
I'm not sure if it's better to know the date and time that it's happening or not. Being a planner, I thought I would like knowing exactly when it was going to go down, but now I'm wondering if being surprised would be the better option?
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