First, let me assure everyone, again, that a first baby being born past due date is perfectly normal. I'm only 5 days past due date and every day I get anxious inquiries via phone, text, facebook, or email about whether I'm a)laying half-dead on an operating table or b)had the baby but forgot to tell you. Aside from my own anxieties that is the hardest part about this waiting game, having to explain why i'm such a failure at making your day today, or yesterday, and torturing you with concern.
So then, here's my medical update: my midwife came over today and checked me and the baby, his responsiveness and heartbeat, my blood pressure, proteins, blood, and GBS again. EVERYTHING IS FINE. Not only is this normal, but it's to be expected, first babies for some reason are much more likely to be born on 41 & 1 - meaning 41 weeks and 1 day, which for me would be another 3 days from now on Monday. But either way, just to take a closer look I've scheduled an ultrasound for Monday to check the baby again and my fluids and placenta and everything. Then, if still nothing, I'll give acupuncture a try.
IF I get to 42 weeks, which would be 9 days from now next Sunday then we will discuss breaking my water and stripping my membranes to get the process started. But I'm pretty sure we won't get to that point because I'm slowly feeling more frequent cramplike sensations and I think he's getting ready, just slowly, because like his dad he's putting off doing a necessary chore until the last possible moment when i'm about to say 'fine I'll do it myself!'
In the meantime, Isis has made a nook on the tarp inside the birth pool where she likes to sleep and we've discovered another neighborhood gem - a grimaldi's bakery, yum! I have to dust off the stroller and other baby stuff because it's been sitting around looking pretty sad, and I'm going to nap again. Poor Josh isn't getting much sleep these days either because every night we both think it's going to be the THE night, plus I'm still often hungry at 4-5am, so nighttime is a rotating ships-in-the-night sort of time for us between one person trying to fall asleep and the other watching Jump Start music videos on VH1 on the couch.
Yesterday, I was pretty bummed, today, I'm feeling better because I was reassured by the midwife that everything is fine. This is truly a test of my zen nature, I just have to do nothing and wait. Please, don't call us, we'll call you.
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