Sep 10, 2008 00:56
Had an ultrasound today and apart from a revealing shot of little David's scrotum, it was nothing out of the ordinary. He's allegedly 8 lb. 2 oz. (these weight measurements in utero are often just really wrong), but then Anderson was 8 lb. 5 oz. when he was born a few days late. I was due yesterday.
So basically now it's an annoying, schedule-disrupting, painful, agitating, hormone-charged waiting game. Kurt's mom is here with us this week on call to watch Anderson "when" it happens, and now it looks like she might as well head back home because god knows. The thing is, you really don't know at all about this crap. Women often go for a check, find out they haven't progressed at all and pop out a kid that night. Not me, apparently, but some women. Stupid women. I hate those women.
*cough*
In truth I wouldn't be nearly as agitated if it weren't for Anderson but he's already stressing and has a rough time getting to/staying asleep. I hate the idea of leaving him for at least one night :( I just hope that when it does happen, Kurt can get back here for the night. It will make me feel a whole lot more relaxed.
I have another test Monday, when I'll be a full week overdue and we'll take it from there. It looks like we'd schedule an induction next week. I REALLY do NOT want to be induced because it really sucked a lot last time, but at the same time I'm mentally gearing up for it. More than anything I just want to see our new baby and get him folded into our little life.