Jul 07, 2010 01:15
For those keeping track, the ninja is late. :( The docs have all said he's in fine shape-- good heartbeat, moves around, lots of fluid, head down in the "exit" position. We're actually a little dilated already and having random contractions-- but he's taking his time about actually leaving. In the meantime, I've cleaned everything in the house, and washed a lot of little t-shirts, and cooked everything I can get my hands on, and he's still not out. We've jumped around. We've done karate. We've walked for literally miles every morning. We've eaten salad. We've gone to the movies to laugh him out. Sometimes this will trigger a contraction, but then he turns over and goes back to sleep. I guess he's taking after his mom, who likes to sleep in, and is a little late to pretty much everything.
But there's a light at the end of the tunnel. Literally. Heh. As of today, the ninja officially got his eviction notice, and he'll be out on Sunday if he doesn't decide to come out by himself earlier. I've gone back to the way I felt at the beginning of this, which is a combination of Woohoo! *panic* Woohoo! *panic*
I'm not exactly crazy about inducing him, but I see the logic in it. As of Sunday, he'll be two weeks overdue-- not good. Also, since his parents were both large-ish, the longer the ninja stays in, the more difficult the delivery will be for both of us. Also, I've been adamant to all of the docs that I won't be having a c-section, so I'd rather give him a jump start, if it means I can avoid it and get him out the usual way.
So that's it. By this time next week, I'll be officially a mom, one way or another. Woohoo! *panic*
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