I hate surprises. I am one of those people who snoops around at Christmas and my birthday to try and find my presents. If I am unsuccessful at that, I go directly to Abbey and try to bribe it out of her. I know boring right? Not only do I hate surprises but I am also a self-admitted whimp. Hence the reason why it is 4:00 a.m. and I am blogging instead of sleeping. Why...because at 7:30 I have to be at the hospital for an external cephalic version. In other words, this little man growing inside me is breech and they are going to try and "flip" him and get him head down. Am I terrified...YES!
There are so many maybes and it has made me extremely uneasy. They do it in labor and delivery so they can monitor me and the little man the whole time. I have to fast and they put an IV in just in case something goes wrong and they have to do an emergency c-section. There is also a chance it may not work at all and all the pain, hunger, and lack of sleep last night will be for nothing. To me that is the worst case scernario. I have contractions here and there but sadly they are not doing much to get me ready to go into true labor because without his head down there is no pressure to dilate me. I have never gone past 37 weeks so to me (an impatient whimp) I feel like I am at the end and the baby should be here any day. Ridiculous I know but that's how I roll. If they can't get the little man to flip then I will most likely have a c-section at 39 weeks. Yikes.
This little man is going to complete our little family so I really am trying to enjoy these last few hours/days/weeks of being pregnant and having a baby growing inside me. I feel so blessed to be a mother and to have a body that allows me to carry these precious children. All the complaining aside, it is truly a miracle and I know I will miss feeling the little kicks and watching my stomach ripple!
I am also trying to soak up my current "baby" Luke. He is my stubborn little boy but I love him to pieces. His new thing is to say, "Mommy guess what...I love you!" He will do this over and over and over and over. I love it! Tonight we snuggled on the chair in his room, sang his favorite songs (Cougar fight song and Bruin fight song...no question where our loyalty is), and said prayers. I tried to savor every minute just in case it was his last night as my baby!
Brady and Easton are all the sudden so big and independent. They are such good boys and I love watching them grown and learn new things! Today they watched Thomas the Train and for the rest of the day tried to convince me that we had to name the baby Thomas, Percy, Gordon, or Henry. They say those are the only names they like. Awesome! They are such good big brothers and for the most part are really good to Luke. They are so excited to meet their new baby brother! I think they have a little of my impatience because they ask me every day when he is going to come out! I wish I knew!
Ryan set an alarm on his phone with a list of names he likes and tonight it went off! We actually talked about it without disagreeing or arguing :) It was a great night! I think we have it narrowed down to 3 names but we will see. For me, naming a baby is so much easier once you see them so I am hoping it will be quick once he is here.
Ry just woke up to go to the gym (yes he is crazy) so I will wrap up this addition of ramblings of a pregnant woman! This is why I have taken a blogging hiatus! I am not sure what I am hoping will happen this morning but I hope that my little man is healthy and safe...that is the most important thing! Whether it be today, tomorrow, or in 3 more weeks, I can't wait to meet him and kiss his little face! Because really, who doesn't want more babies that look like these ones?!?!
