38 Weeks


What?!

How did this happen?!

Seriously.

This pregnancy has completely surprised me every single step of the way.  My body has made sure that I never know what the heck is going on.  From conception, to extreme pain at only 8 weeks pregnant, to having to shorten my work days very early on and then stop working nights and going on “desk duty,” then a week long scary admission, modified rest, 2 full rounds of steroid shots, 2 more admissions and countless other hospital visits.  Even the fact that my aortic root has not changed in diameter has surprised me.  Everyone was sure I’d have a baby by now and yet here I am, still very uncomfortably pregnant with a strong, active, healthy baby.

In truth I had hoped to have delivered by now, the last two weeks I’ve been doing a lot to try and encourage it along.  Nothing like taking potions but doing a lot of organizing and moving boxes up and down stairs, pushing my body to it’s limits urging and begging it to just get things going.  Yet at my weekly appointments there has been no change to my cervix.

Crazy.

Still, as uncomfortable and impatient as I’ve been it’s also been a blessing.  I’ve had enough energy to get some things done before babe comes.  I’ve set up a mock nursery in our master room – using the bathroom counter and cupboards for a changing station and our huge closet as a nursing station.  It’s a temporary fix until we get a chance to move our current office into the basement and transform that room into a big boy room for Ezekiel.  I also did a bunch of organizing and cleaning in the basement in preparation for Carlos’ first son to arrive just a few days after the baby does.  It’s a crazy month around here and I’m happy to have gotten those things out of the way.  Also Ezekiel has been pretty attached at the hip this weekend and we’ve had a lot of time to cuddle and have lots of conversations about the baby.  I don’t think the transition is going to be as difficult as it could have been had the baby been premature and having to spend a lot of time in the hospital.  We’ve talked about things we’ll be able to do once baby arrives, how baby is actually going to arrive (thank you c-section for the easy conversation!), how the baby will eat and how he can help with the baby.  He’s incredibly excited and daily takes note of my belly and talks to the baby.  It’s been so sweet and wonderful to watch him grow in understanding and excitement of my pregnancy.

I’m excited that I will probably have a relatively short admission and that most likely I will be able to come home with my baby in my arms.  There is a very small chance that babe will need to be monitored a bit more closely due to the medications I’ve been on during pregnancy but I don’t think it’s actually going to be a problem.  I’m really excited to get this babe home and establish some new routines.  Instead of dreaming and planning I’m ready to start implementing.

I never once thought that I’d ever see 38 weeks in any pregnancy and I’m counting this as a miracle.  It’s a nice consolation that I know I’ll never see 39 weeks!  This is the week we meet our second miracle baby and we are beyond excited.