Thursday, March 31, 2011

38 weeks

Coranelle learning how to take care of her baby doll.
My own little baby doll.
A daddy, daughter date night.
Snow boots from Grams.
I asked her to smile. This is what we captured. It makes me nervous for her teenage years. Look at that sass!


2 weeks left- more or less. This waiting game is hard to play. I thought that with the second baby, I'd be a bit more patient, but I'm not. I just wish I knew when Sheldon would grace us with his presence. I am ready to meet him.
Last night, I had contractions from about 5pm-2am. But, they were more annoying than anything. I don't think they were doing anything. Most of them lasted about a minute, but they were 3-6 minutes apart and just sporadic. Since they didn't get more frequent or painful, I figure they are just braxton-hicks. I'm having them again today, but not bothering to time them because it's better to just stay busy and ignore them.
Last Friday, I was 1.5 cm dilated. I feel like that is kind of a tease, because that could mean progress or it could mean that I will be like that for another 3 weeks. I go back to the doctor tomorrow for another check. I found out that I am strep B positive again. I am a bit bummed about that because it means that they want me at the hospital 8 hours before Sheldon is delivered to be sure I get two, four hour rounds of antibiotics before he comes through the birthing canal. I was hoping to not be at the hospital for as long before delivery this time, but I guess I have no control over that.
Our bags are now packed and I am getting anxious to hold a newborn again and see what life has in store for us soon. Ryan and I are both wondering how many more nights we will be sleeping through the night. (Although, I couldn't actually say I am currently sleeping through the night). Last night, I kept waking up just drenched in sweat. And, I wasn't hot. Gross, I know. Hormones are crazy. Every time I woke up to pee, my brain would start going crazy. "What if I go into labor in the middle of the night... What do we do with Coranelle? Will this baby like to nurse? Will I make enough milk? How are we going to be sure he'll take a bottle? Will Coranelle still take naps once Sheldon arrives or will he keep her awake? When am I going to pump? Will I get the epidural again? How long will labor be? What will Coranelle think when she comes to visit at the hospital." And on and on my mind goes.
I need to work on being patient and calm. Meanwhile, as I type this post, I've had at least 3 contractions. So, we'll keep playing the waiting game. In the mean time, I'm trying to soak up all of my one one one time with Coranelle and Ryan. We're going to be a family of four soon!

4 comments:

Adele said...

I think we are all ready to meet Sheldon! I am getting more and more excited! Can't wait to see you tomorrow! Maybe the doctor will have some new news for you...

Derrick said...

Haha, oh man. Reading your worrisome questions was making ME nervous! It will all work out wonderfully, or with pure insanity, but either way, it will surely come and go and be but a memory. People like to hear that things all work out perfectly, but the crazy-unbelievable stories are way more fun to listen to.

Um... I have a feeling that wasn't very encouraging... I should be working anyway, so I'll just get back to that now :)

heidi said...

i'm so excited for you, kari! keeping my eye on your blog and FB status a lot lately :)

Ryan said...

Coranelle looks like she is choking her baby doll in the first picture... Uh oh.