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41 weeks

These last few days have been really hard. I’ve been in the mode where all I can do to be a good momma to Max is to be a gentle momma to him. My mind has been elsewhere and my body did not want to get out of bed unless I was preparing for Bella’s arrival. Which I believe will be happening today!

I’m in early labor. Have been having contractions (equivalent to intense menstrual cramps) every ten minutes since around two this morning. I managed to fall asleep between them up until around 5 am. At that point, I got up, showered, then woke Hal up. We ate breakfast and are waiting for Max to wake up. My MIL will be coming over between 8-9am to pick him up.

Every time I stand up a contraction hits me and all I want to do is sit back down again to get rid of it! I know, I need to get to that place where I’m welcoming them.

Just had one. They are strong enough to make me stop what I’m doing and concentrate. This will no doubt be my last post until after the birth! Yeah Bella! Momma, Papa, and Max can not wait to meet you!

Hal making a big breakfast for us yesterday morning – We are all so so excited, Bella! :

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I had bloody shoooow, I had bloody shoooow! And for anyone who may not know what that means… click here. Getting close. I’m so excited!!!! Hal’s upstairs making us a grand big breakfast. My plan for the day… stock the fridge as well as I can without leaving the house, rest, rest, and rest.

Hey, I think Hal may be in luck… my gut tells me Bella will be here by tomorrow – Groundhog Day!  His dream will come true!

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My Birth Plan is for Bella to be born in our home and into Hal’s loving hands without any complications. As my body has already blazed the trail of labor once, without a detour in the road, I have confidence that she’ll be able to do it again. I plan to move with the pain, howl in it’s face, dance with it, and rejoice in the mounting waves of rushes that will flow over my abdomen. I plan to birth without fear. Have confidence with me – be a part of this energy and strength. I will be connected to every woman – every mother – in the world through this powerful experience.

Before my head grows too big, and my britches get too tight, let me say that I do have a plan for the “what ifs” that may arise during this labor. I know that even the most supported and confident of woman can have complications during labor. If these complications require more interventions than what my midwives can provide and should I find myself transferring to a hospital, I will not see these interventions as a sign of failure on any level.

I will have confidence that the hospital staff will be made a part of my birth team. I will be thankful for the technology that will help bring Bella into our world. I will welcome the hospital staff and their knowledge into this most sacred rite of passage as part of BellaGrace’s birth story. And together with the staff, my midwife, and my husband I will still make my own decisions as to what happens with this birth. If I can do that, I can embrace what-ever experience I may have as my own – brought about by my own power of knowledge and choice.

I have faith in my support team to guide me in the right direction, faith in my husband to give me strength to make the right choices, and faith in myself to birth my dear sweet baby girl with only the love and desire to see her arrive safely into our world.

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40 weeks 4 days

This may be too much info for some… but…

Yesterday, as I was standing in the kitchen I felt a tiny gush of liquid come out of me. There was a wet spot in my underwear with a little discharge in the middle. I called my midwife and doula to report the progress. Sure enough, my body is getting closer but still, no cigar! It wasn’t my bag of waters breaking – but more likely the rest of my mucus plug falling out. Often when the plug falls out, it is accompanied by a small gush of fluid. If it had been my bag of waters the fluid would have leaked more. Heidi said most likely within the next couple of days active labor will start. Yes!

Hal is hoping with all of his might that I give birth on Friday. He is very excited about the prospect of having our little girl born on groundhog’s day.

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40 weeks and 3 days

I really wanted to take Max to story time at my husband’s library today but while my head is saying, go, go, go! My body is saying… stay home and rest, you are tired, you need to conserve energy, blah, blah, blah. Well, my body won out because if she doesn’t she reeks havoc on my brain.

Yep, still pregnant.

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40 weeks and 1 Day

Hal’s prediction is that I will go into labor this coming Thursday. I wish that meant something for me. All I know is that she has the next two weeks to come out on her own and then it’s off to the hospital for a little pitocin! I highly doubt it will come to that, though.

Hal has asked me, again, to let Heidi check my cervix to see if I’ve dilated at all. I think what I’ll do is have her e-mail the results of her findings directly to him so I don’t have to know. I really don’t want to be sitting at four centimeters (knowingly) for the next five days.

My curtains that I wanted to sew are finally getting sewn… but not by me! Grandma has volunteered to do it. Thank gawd because they would never leave the stage of just being pieces of fabric otherwise. I know that if I put my mind to it and put the time into it I could learn how to sew and I’d be really great at it (at least the simple things like curtains, pillows, and cute stuffed animals). My problem is lack of time and motivation. Still, it is on my list of feats I’d like to accomplish so… one day…

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no baby… yet.

Hal has been hanging out with Max all morning. I slept in to the glorious time of 10am (which actually was a long 2 hour increment – because I’m still waking up every 1 – 1 and 1/2 hours to pee). We were out of soy milk this morning (I am a cereal person and can’t function before I’ve had a bowl of it) so Hal made me a fried egg sandwich with ketchup for breakfast. The only way I can eat something like that is if someone else makes it for me and if the eggs are organic/free range. I can not handle preparing eggs – they actually gross me out. You know, see no evil, hear no evil – hey, there is no evil!

We are dropping Max off at grandma’s for the afternoon, going out to lunch, then coming home to relax. I was going to military style clean the downstairs area of our house but – fuck it – the house is “ready enough” for me to go into labor. We deserve to take it easy these last few days.

I imagine when Max is 30 years old, I will still be able to look at him and see his two year old face. This thought occurred to me as I stared at him this morning. Sometimes, it seems like he will be two years old forever – and I like that feeling.

Last night as I was having some mild contractions I thought to myself, these are going to get 20 billion times more intense – painful – so why the hell am I so eager to go into labor again??? Yeah, after that I immediately started appreciating my labor free time.

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