So here's the skinny: I'm one week away from Baby Boy's due date, and we have a doctor's appointment on Monday afternoon. I left the last appointment under the impression that as long as everything was still looking okay, he would probably break the bag of waters at the next appointment. Soooo, that would mean we should have a son by Tuesday or Wednesday.
Tonight, I felt really weird all of a sudden. Burning up hot, feeling like I'm going to throw up, a little woozy. It passed after about an hour, and then five minutes ago I got some sharp pains in my lower back. Yet, it didn't feel like I remember contractions feeling last time. Wait - I don't really remember contractions from last time very well. I remember a great epidural. So of course, what's running through my head right now? "Woah. What if? Oh, no. What if... back labor?! And I still need to work on lesson plans! No, she'll get by with what I've given her until I can get more plans in. Why haven't I finished those?! Ow, that hurt. Maybe I'm sitting weird. Yeah, that's it." Aren't you glad that you're not Jason, sitting here with a crazy woman?
Tomorrow, I'm hoping to get a final shot of "The Belly," which I will happily post ASAP. I also plan on making Calico Beans and Zucchini Gratin. I am very excited about tomorrow's lunch. I hope I get to eat it, because the alternative is ice chips in a hospital bed.
That gratin sounds great. I would ask for a recipe, but I think you'll be pretty busy really soon!
ReplyDeleteReady or not, epidural or not, baby boy will soon make his grande appearance! The world awaits. :-)