The Waiting Game

Apologies for my extremely inconsistent blogging. Sitting at home working and gestating just isn't that interesting :) Things are about to get a whole lot more exciting, though, because I am due IN THREE DAYS! 

That's not to say I'll have a baby in three days. And THAT is probably one of the most frustrating things about pregnancy so far. Although I am slightly uncomfortable (and often feel like a turtle on its back when I try to get out of bed or off the couch), I'm not really in pain and I'm not at the point where I want to scream, "GET THIS BABY OUT OF ME!" This is something I feel VERY lucky to report.

Or even what DAY it comes in!

Problem is, I am a control freak. Knowing that at any moment I can go into labor and our lives will change forever is really throwing me for a loop. I just want to know when to expect my little guy to make his debut! And, while I understand that the baby needs to stay put until he's ready to come out, I am also afraid that my parents will miss the birth because they have to head back to California on the 15th for my brother's college graduation on the 16th. My OBGYN office won't let expectant mothers go longer than 10 days overdue or else they will induce, so it's nice to know there is an end-date in sight. But with a May 7 due date, that means an induction wouldn't probably be until May 17 and my parents will miss his arrival!

I don't know why I am so convinced I will need to be induced (Joe has a feeling I will too). Maybe it's because my body has never given birth before and I don't trust it to know what it's doing? I also feel like I am going to need a C-Section (probably for the same reason. Well, that coupled with the fact that he is HUGE. His head is in the 97th percentile and his body in the 83rd!)

Part of it might also be that I haven't experienced any signs that I am going to go into labor any time soon. Last week I spent most of Monday packing and moving boxes (we move at the end of this month so I'm trying to get as much packed now as I can) and I wound up with cramps for a couple of hours that night and again the following day. At the time Joe and I were so excited - we even considered heading to the hospital, but after describing them to the doctor it doesn't sound like they were contractions. Since then, nothing to signal that things are getting ready.

My mom arrived on Saturday morning and we have been busy shopping and making freezer meals. While it's good to keep busy (it helps keep my mind off of things and it might prompt labor), I am worried my water will break in public. I really don't want some poor stranger to have to clean-up amniotic fluid in the middle of Target. But they've probably had to clean-up worse.

Hopefully my next post will be a birth announcement :)