Time to Induce

Our little nugget is around 8 lbs.  Yup, 8 lbs, plus or minus, according to my OB/GYN.  I'm of relatively small  stature.  I'm almost 5 ft 3 inches if I wear thick soled shoes.  I was around 113 lbs before I got  pregnant.  So, my doctor, Evan, and I decided that the best action for me is to induce me early so that the baby doesn't get too big to give birth.  

I'm still shocked that our little nugget got so big.  I was barely gaining weight during the entire pregnancy.  I think I gained a total of 20 lbs.  Apparently, most of that weight went to the little being inside me.  Now, I have to mentally prepare for induction.

I'm not sure what is better, waiting for the surprise contraction or knowing that contraction will most likely start at a set time.  I am definitely starting to stress about the impending induction.  Well, not the induction itself, but the fact that this whole baby thing is real.  The massive stomach, the pain in my back, and the  hormonal cocktail coursing through my body don't make the baby thing real.  But, this, a set time to "get the show on the road", is real.

 

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Now I Wait

I am now less than 2 weeks away from my due date.  We decided that it's best that I don't make the daily nearly 2-hour long commute into work.    Today, I'm officially working from home while I wait for the "big day".  It felt strange to be working from home.  Not that I haven't done it before.  But this time it is not just for a doctor's appointment or taking care of something near our home.  I'm home getting ready for the ultimate transformation of our lives.  

The nursery is 99% complete.  All the baby clothes and linen have been washed and put away.  The babyseat is installed in the car.  There aren't too many things we can do to prepare for our new arrival.  But, mental preparation still need some work, at least on my part.  

I can feel and see her little feet pushing against my abdomen.  I know she's there and she will come out.  But, a small part of me wish that she stays inside.  As long as she's inside me, I won't have to prepare for her and take care of a brand new human being.

 

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Snap, Crackle, and Pop

More strangeness with my ever growing and changing body.  The latest one that freaks me out a bit is the popping my joints make.  These poping noises are most pronounce when I tries to rollover at night.  Now that I can't sleep my back anymore, I have to sleep on my side.  Since my body is not use to this new sleeping positions, I have to flip from one side to another pretty often.  

With my giant stomach, rotating from the left side to the right side is a concious endeavor.  I am practically fully awake when I rotate.  As I roll to my back, I hear "crack".  And when I finish the roll to the other side, I hear "pop".  The noise is so loud in my ears, I swear that my bones just popped out of their joints.  

 

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