Monday, November 16, 2009

The waiting game

Still here, still pregnant. 39 weeks, 3 days.... but on Friday I had progressed from a fingertip (1/2 cm on Monday) to ONE FULL CENTIMETER. wahoo. (sarcasm, people -I could stay that way for weeks). We'll see if all the old wives' tales of Mexican food, eggplant, sex, pineapple, walking and yardwork did anything at today's appointment.

I know I'm not overdue, and she really could just be cozy in there until Dec. 2. I just don't want to wait to meet her! As scared, nervous and anxious as we are, we are just ready. I think we both hit that point this weekend... we want her to be here so badly, to hold her, to kiss her, to smell her and to just stare at her. We are already so in love with this baby we've never met --- and we just want her to be here already! So, fingers crossed for more progress today...

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

No progress

I really hope my OB is wrong. Yesterday I had my first internal exam (they are as fun as they sound, really)... I was barely a fingertip dilated, not effaced at all, and she predicted that I still had a couple weeks. I'm in single digits to my due date (eeek!), yet she's telling me I have to wait even longer?! NO! I'll try every old wives tale there is - pineapple, spicy food, sex, exercise... ok, not castor oil, but all the other ones are fine with me. I am done being this uncomfortable!

In other news, weird dreams abound in the Cartz household. Here are a few that C and I have had in recent weeks:

C - baby born with a full set of teeth. Creepy? Absolutely. But easy fodder for me. I found photoshopped pics of babies with teeth on google and sent him a whole collage of photos just to keep that image in his head :)

Me - Baby's arms and legs reversed, so she had feet coming from her shoulders and hands where her feet should be. Unnerving image, but it is hysterical... I was in tears just explaining it to C the next morning. Still makes me giggle!

Me - Oversupply of breastmilk = squirting milk EVERYWHERE. Including into a salad with my baby's head coming out of it -- trying to feed her through lettuce or something? I can't explain it. Good lord. Can you tell I'm anxious about breastfeeding?! Sheesh.

Me - Baby had one cyclops eye in the center of her forehead. I'll just leave that one alone to speak for itself...


Ok, so I'm stealing the spotlight, but if he's having anymore weird dreams, he's not sharing them with me. I think he's content to laugh at my absurdity and let me think I'm the only insane one!

Anyway --- let's hope doc is wrong, not only so I can stop being SO uncomfortable (as fun as feeling like I'm about to poop out a bowling ball is...) but also so I can go back to normal dreams, with what limited sleep I'll be getting!