We had our weekly visit to Dr. Labban this morning. Everything is still looking good. Apparently our little one is so far down that Mark could only feel shoulders and not his head. I'm hopeful that means he's coming next week. Because I think I'm reaching the "Get this baby out of me" threshold. I still maintain that I will endure whatever he thinks is necessary, but I'm hoping he chooses to make his arrival sooner rather than later.
We also had our prenatal appointment with our doula, Barbara Lehr, last night. That went well. I'm actually feeling fairly prepared for this whole labor thing and I've not really been scared or anxious about it at all. I just have this weird confidence that everything will be fine. I feel like that's probably not normal, but whatever. I'm glad I'm not scared or worried. And I'm glad we've enlisted some experienced help. Because as awesome as Seth is (seriously I owe a post on this topic, but it's hard for me to think about without getting overwhelmed with love and gratitude and tearing up... he's been that amazing), I'm really glad to have someone who gets it and can help in ways he, by no fault of his own, can't. Especially if there comes a point when I may not be able to articulate what I need.
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