Past Due

It is 11:32 p.m. on my due date, and since I'm still experiencing absolutely no labor pains, I think it's safe to say that our baby will be making a late appearance. This is how I feel about that:

(Don't ask my why I get a kick out of posting unflattering pictures of myself to the internet. This one was taken by my mom when I thought she wasn't ready to take a picture yet.)

It only makes sense. I have a fear of libraries because I'm absolutely unable to return books on time. And my college career consisted of turning in late homework. And Murray loves to sleep in. So our little baby comes by it naturally.

It was easy to get through Christmas, because we didn't want him to come before Christmas, but every day since then has been torture. What used to be my cute, smallish pregnant belly has just about doubled in size over the last couple of weeks and I can't walk without waddling. Of course, in an effort to try to induce labor, I've been waddling all over the place. I waddled around Temple Square to see the lights, I waddled around the Largest Dinosaur Museum in the World, I waddled around the Gateway, and I've scheduled more daily waddles in the hope that one day it will work.

Since I was so bored of nothing exciting happening, Saturday night (Sunday morning) at 12:30, I decided that Murray and my mother (who is staying and waiting with us now) should take me to the hospital. Sure, I had a valid reason. It wasn't labor, and we knew the baby wasn't coming, but we all agreed that a hospital trip was in order because none of us could explain my strange symptom (which I will keep to myself, thank you very much---a girl should be able to have some dignity).

So we went and had a wonderful time! They treated me wonderfully in labor and delivery, and I couldn't believe that I was actually put in a delivery room. It felt like a trial run for the real thing! I figured it would be convenient to go into labor right then, but the baby didn't agree, so he just stayed put. They did a non-stress test to make sure that he was doing okay, and he's doing just fine. Here's a picture of me kicking back at almost 2:00 a.m. If you'll notice the monitor, the blue lines indicate some contractions, but really it was just a fit of uncontrollable laughter when my mother made fun of me for my undignified reason for going to the hospital.


Hopefully I'll be posting more pictures like this soon, but of me being slightly less cheery, a little more exhausted, and a new little bundle of joy in my arms.

12 comments:

Mike Loveland said...

Don't Ask....Don't tell...applies here, TRUST ME.

AzĂșcar said...

I'm so sorry. I cried every day I was overdue. It sounds like you have a little more perspective than I did (and being an all around better sport.) I hope it happens as soon as possible.

Kristeee said...

Hey, if you ever get Jody as your nurse for an NST, tell my mom "hi" for me!

Hang in there. At least he's not premature. He's just getting his head and shoulders a little bit bigger for more fun during delivery time!

Amber said...

I feel bad for you. Both of my kids were late and both of them had to be induced. My biggest fear was that they just kept getting bigger and bigger. But one was 7lbs. 3oz. and the other was 7lbs. 8oz. so there's some hope.

Sarah Flib said...

I'm probably crazy, but I thought you said once that you wouldn't be allowed past your due date because of gestational diabetes. Am I making this up?

Petit Elefant said...

I feel your pain. Seriously, there's nothing worse than being pregnant. I mean, I meant to say, there's nothing worse than the last week of pregnancy. Can't wait to see him!

Hannah said...

I love that you went to the hospital!

I hope that baby gets here soon! The last couple weeks really stink.

KJ said...

oh but I'm dying to know. really. not much dignified about pregnancy anyway. And let's not even get started on lactating and breast feeding. The pic of you in the hospital is really cute, though. Sorry you have to play the waiting game. You must have provided lovely accommodations in utero for the little guy. Crossing my fingers for you.

Rachie said...

I was just wondering this morning whether or not the wee one had made his appearance yet.

You might be overdue, but dang it, you're looking great while doing it!

jeri said...

Last time I saw you I wondered if you would EVER get to the waddling part of the pregnancy. So at least you're finally there. And with a much better attitude than most people who have made it past their due date. I was always such a grump at the end.

I was induced with both of my kids and it was excellent. I would do my hair, pack up my favorite pajama shirt have Joe paint my toenails and waddle in to deliver. I'm a very scheduled person, so it suited my personality really nicely.

Are you trying raspberry-leaf tea?

Sarah said...

I know the feeling of waiting and waiting. It sucks. I'm curious, how long will you go (or will your doctor let you go) before you induce? And maybe this question won't apply by the time you read it because you'll already be in labor . . . I'll be hoping that's the case!

The Holyoaks said...

You look stunning!