It's a new day and I'm trying to feel positive.
The fact I don't have to go to the doctor twice this week is enough cause for celebration.
I met a girl on Cafemom who is dealing with the same things I am and ironically, she's in Littleton. I feel terrible for her because her condition has progressed much farther than mine and they are talking about taking her baby via c-section tomorrow. She's only 30 weeks 5 days and that's scary in itself. Of course her baby will be fine, but that long stay in the NICU is daunting. I wish I could do something for her, but as a stranger (and someone who is dealing with the same thing) all I can really do is send her verbal encouragement.
I woke up this morning really, really sore. I'm sure I continued to have contractions throughout the night, but to be perfectly honest- I don't want to go back to the hospital unless I'm sick or unless my water breaks. Otherwise, I can lay on the couch and deal with some contractions.
One way or another, this baby wants out.
I talked to my mom for quite awhile last night and she started going over things she could come help me with. She's going to help us make some meals for the freezer, help me get the house clean (it's such a wreck), go get us a few things we forgot (recieving blankets, etc.) and bring me some groceries (hopefully). We're running thin on keeping up around here with only one abled body person (who is gone for nearly 11 hours a day).
As selfish as it sounds, I'm just ready for them to bail and deliver Davin. All the appointments, hospital visits, stress and not feeling well (all the time!) are really starting to wear on me. If that doesn't raise my bp, I don't know what will.
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oh boy. he's ALMOST here!
what is your actual due date?
it was May 2nd, now it's technically April 4th because that's when I'll hit 36 weeks; which is when the doctor is anticipaiting to induce.
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