Today is baby sister’s official due date. I knew deep down that baby girl would come after my due date. But of course, I was wishing. AND a Dr. told me she wouldn’t be surprised if this baby came early. The night of April 8th, Nathan and I ended up going to the labor and delivery unit to check the baby. The last two days I had been having some pretty bad stomach pains. It felt like gas pains that were above and below in my tummy and would shoot down the sides. But I never had any relief. So I called the advice nurse to see if I should be worried and they told me to come in to check the baby and make sure everything was okay. While we were there, they hooked me up to the monitors and said I was definitely having contractions, and the pain I was having was just a bunch of sporadic contractions. The Doctor told me she wouldn’t be surprised if I was back in the next day or two having the baby. WHAT?! I’m so mad she said that. First reason, MEGA stress. I wasn’t ready to have this baby. Mentally and we still had a bunch of things I wanted to get done beforehand. Nathan and I haven’t been on a date since maybe September… we can’t even remember the last date we went on. It’s really bad. We finally set up a date for the next day, Saturday, because I wanted to make sure we had at least ONE date before the baby arrived. So Friday night, we were told we could potentially have the baby at any time. Saturday day, Nathan was gone the whole day helping other people out, and then that night, he and I went out on a date. Naturally, I was a stressed out disaster. I was crying and mad and frustrated and stressed and worried and blah blah blah. It was hard for me to keep cool and our date was great, but not great cause I was an emotional mess. Anyway, here we are on April 28th and no sign of baby. While we were at the hospital, the Doctor checked and said I was dilated 1 cm and my cervix was still high. I had a prenatal appointment this last Tuesday (18 days later) and I haven’t progressed AT ALL! I’m still a 1 cm and my cervix is still high. SIGH…. dumb doctor that made me stress out for no reason. Oh well. I guess it motivated me to get my butt in gear and get things done. I’ve been slowly nesting. I get bursts of motivation and then I’m pooped. And I’m also trying my best to give Madeline my undivided attention, since I know these are our last days of being one on one. Another reason for me to be emotional.
Madeline has been so wonderful these last few weeks. It has been such a blessing. She has been so great at playing by herself so I can get some organizing and cleaning done. She plays with her dolls the most. She will just read to them, sing to them, dress them, feed them their bottles, etc. I love hearing her high voice talk to her babies and be a little momma. On the whole, she has been really sweet, happy, and well behaved. She has definitely had her moments and I’ve had mine, but day to day, I don’t feel stressed out by her. (Except this last Monday, I really almost had a nervous breakdown.) And it’s been so amazing how she plays by herself so well and so long. It has been much needed and I am so grateful. I love my sweet Big Sis.