OK, this baby can officially come tomorrow if he wants, I would be okay with that (as long as he comes out head first, from you know where… the "business end"). We have got all our ducks in a row at the hospital, paperwork is filled out, car seat is installed, classes are done, maternity leave is as final as it can be, and mommy is just about ready to be NOT pregnant anymore. A break from work will be nice as well.
The last couple of days my stretch marks have been itching like CRAZY. I don't know what the deal is but it is very very annoying. The stretch marks themselves are completely baffling to me in the first place. They are still congregated just right underneath my belly button, in a place where the skin does not even seem to be stretched. Although now that I think about it, maybe it's just not tight because of all the stretch marks… haha, duh. Anyway, they itch. Bad.
I'm also tired of being damp. ALL. THE. TIME. Enough said. But I guess some of that is probably going to continue post partum, so I hear. Or it will be worse. Yay for Lochia!
More than anything I am ready to be done stressing about how this birth is going to go down. I kind of feel like Seth is trying to turn over but he can't quite get there. Today on my right side it seems like he is trying to climb or claw or kick his way over (picture a hamster trying to climb the side of a bathtub), but I haven't felt any significant shifts in where he's positioned or where his little hands and feet are scrambling. Too bad I can't give him something to grab on to ("throw me the rope"). I suppose I'll just have to wait and see tomorrow morning. But if he really is trying to flip himself over and can't, then maybe he just needs a little help, and the ECV will be successful, and he'll be happy and content afterwards (and NOT flip back over like a stubborn little boy). I'm going with that.
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Dampness. Ugh. I spent the last 2 weeks of my pregnancy with a violent cough. You can imagine what that meant. But yes, the Lochia is worse. Just make sure you get one of the squirty bottles to take home with you from the hospital.
Let us know the minute you find anything out tomorrow morning.
Turn, baby, Turn!
Just keep thinking about holding that sweet baby boy and you can get through anything. I can't tell you how worth it the end result of all this stress and planning and waiting and wondering is. I mean, I thought I knew, but I didn't. I can't wait for you to officially be a momma too. It is seriously the most important thing I've ever done. I cry at least once a day just looking at her, realizing how much I love her. It's beyond words.
You are sooooo close!!!
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