Well. We made it through the weekend and guess what? No baby! I kept wishing and hoping that it might happen, but sometime around Friday night or Saturday morning I accepted the fact that I was going to be induced. Clearly, this isn't happening on its own. I don't know, maybe it would have if we wait longer. Maybe our dates are off, but whatever the case, we gotta do what's best and that means tonight I get induced.
I woke up at 5:30AM for no real particular reason. I can only assume I am anxious, which I am! Anxious, nervous, scared, excited. I kind of knew I would freak out when it came time to actually have the baby. We've got like five hours before we even have to leave for the hospital and I don't know what to do with myself.
I just need to think about the end product. Tomorrow (well, uh at some point) it will all be over. The laboring part, anyway. End product. Baby. Diet Pepsi. Sushi. Most of all, baby.
So I'll be back in a day or two. And I will have a baby, I promise!
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