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Week 39 ~ May 27, 2005
~ I'm Not Holding My Breath

Another week, another appointment. This week there's been no change since last week, unless you count my doctor's attitude. He is such a great guy, so I hate to make it sound negative like that. I am 2cm dilated, still about 80-90% effaced, but no real signs of labor. The change is that he didn't try to pressure me about being induced. Which was really very nice. I think he finally got the picture that if I am willing to put up with the discomfort of a 42-week pregnancy, there's really not anything he can do to stop me!

I shouldn't say "no real signs of labor," because there have been some signs. I've been having a lot of mucous, but no bloody show. But enough to make me notice. I also had 3 good, strong contractions within about 45 minutes a few nights ago, so strong that I was thinking of calling my mom to put her on standby to come over and take care of Norah in case we needed to leave in the middle of the night. But alas, I fell asleep, and didn't wake up until nature called around 3-4am. haha Such is life.

I was also on the fetal monitor for 20 minutes during my doctor's appointment and we listened to the baby's heartbeat for that time. Tim was there with me, and he'd been having a really bad, stressful, busy day. The monitor was turned up just enough so that the baby's heartbeat sounded like a car rolling down the highway. I loved that sound as a little girl because my family had a camp about an hour away from our home. Each Sunday night all the kids would fall asleep in the car on the way home in exhaustion, but the thumping of the wheels against the highway always woke me up as we crossed a bridge just as we got close to home. It's a nice memory, and the sound always brings me back to those Sunday summer nights. This was so similar, and an equally good sound to hear. So... good things.

Other than that, all is well. I have been loving these days with Norah! I am cherishing every day with her, her last few as an only child, and they have been wonderful. I really hope she likes the new baby! The house is coming together, major projects are nearing completion. I painted the stairwell going into our cellar, as well as some baseboards in our dining room. The insanity! The weird things that drive a pregnant woman crazy. Stairwells and baseboards? Six months ago, I'd be lucky to point out either as a "needs work" area of our home. But they became top priority this week.

My doctor still thinks Memorial Day weekend is going to be D-Day for me, but I still don't think so. Hence, the title of this journal entry, I'm really not holding my breath (probably because I can't get enough oxygen as it is!). One sad reminder: tomorrow is May 28th, exactly one year to the day after I lost a pregnancy just prior to this one. It would be weird if this baby was born tomorrow, wouldn't it? But I really don't think that's going to happen. Stay tuned. Maybe next week.

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