So, another week has gone by, and today I am 41 weeks and 1 day pregnant. My doctor told me a few weeks ago that 95% of women go into labor by their 41st week. Guess I am not in the norm! ;)
Last Wednesday, October 28th, Dr. Draughn told me that I was dilated 1 centimeter and 60 to 70% effaced. He said "I bet this will be your last appointment!". I was so excited...then the weekend passed, and no Kenna. So, we went back to the doctor on Monday morning. Brian's mom came in town Sunday night (thinking Kenna would be here any day!), so she went to the doctor with us. I was STILL at 1 cm and 70% effaced. No change. We talked, said he wanted me to wait 3 or 4 more days and see if I go into labor by myself like most other women. So, I cried. I couldn't help it. I am so tired of being big! And being bored, and anxious, and wondering if EVERY little contraction was IT. That labor was actually starting. He wanted to do an ultrasound, to make sure that Kenna was still doing ok, so, we went across the hall. She scored an 8 out of 8 on her "test" for baby movement, ect. They also estimated her to weigh in at 8 pounds, 10 ounces! When Mama had me, I was 13 days overdue and they induced her. I ended up being too big and Mama had a c-section. I weighed 8 pounds, 12 ounces. Dr. said that you usually follow family history...guess that's true! Here are 2 of the pictures from her ultrasound. Look at those chubby cheeks!
We scheduled an appointment for Wednesday, to see if there had been any progress. They did a stress test, and Kenna looks "just perfect" on paper as the Dr. says. So, we had a talk about what to do. He is pretty confident that I'll end up delivering her via c-section, but I told him that I at least wanted to TRY having her vaginally. The hospital was booked until Saturday morning, so that's when we are going in! Tomorrow morning at 6am. I can't believe it's finally here. Well, I can, but then again I can't.
So, here I am, 41 weeks and 1 day pregnant. I NEVER thought it would go this far. My last day of work was October 23rd...I thought for sure that I would only have a few days off without her, and it's been 2 weeks! I told Brian I was not housewife material. I have had a few days where I was so bored! I have had to make up stuff to do. There is only so much TV you can watch or internet you can surf. Brian's mom has been here this whole week with me though, and we have spent time together and some time at Mama's with her and Christi. Today I am going to get my hair done (ahhhhhhhhh), a pedicure (gotta have cute feet pushing...if I get to do that...) and then on to a little shopping. Not much though, because I am soooo big at this point I mainly waddle. I feel like a beached whale!
Last night Brian and I ran out to Opry Mills for dinner and for him to make an exchange. It was the first time in weeks I just didn't feel good at all. So many people have asked me how I'm feeling, and usually I just say that I'm fine. Which, I have been. I mean, I'm big, uncomfortable, can't sleep all the way through the night (good morning is now usually 4am), but for the most part I have felt pretty good. Not last night though. I just felt BLAH. I wanted to shop for some more pj's since I'll probably be wearing just that for a few weeks, but just didn't have the energy to walk around. I got a good night's sleep last night though and I feel much better this morning. Hopefully I'll get some good "me time" in today!
However, now that I KNOW Kenna will be here in the next day, I am sooooooooooo nervous! I haven't been nervous about being a Mama until now. I was looking at her bathtub yesterday, just thinking about how I will have a wonderful, little person to take care of the rest of my life, and I got so excited and scared all at the same time. I'm sure Brian and I will be just fine, after all, we have God to help us through, and He can do anything.
