Seriously.
Not just because I wanted to have her early, but because my doctor who, at 37 weeks, said I would go into labor within two weeks and I would not be going over my due date. Based on how I was feeling and my progress, I was sure she was right.
One week later...I am not gonna lie, I was a little disappointed to be sitting in the doctors office at 38 weeks. With lots more progress being made I was now told "Any day now. We will schedule an appointment for next week, but we will see." Ok, so I'm totally having this baby this week.
One week later...so I am for real disappointed now. Sitting in the office at 39 weeks (more pregnant than I have ever been) with a very surprised doctor, I am getting frustrated with the whole "any day now" schtick. Not to mention that I am really uncomfortable 90% of the time and cannot sleep. I left the office with another tentative appointment on the books and my doctor assuring me I would have the baby before then. I was a little over emotional and upset to say the least. This along with a healthy dose of crazy hormones had me sobbing and warranted a pit stop at Wes' workplace so he could calm me down. After this little breakdown I accepted the fact that, as unlikely as it seemed, I would be back at the doctor the next week. I would enjoy the week with my family and was convinced Melanie would be born the following Friday. We had several friend's birthdays that week (tue, wed, thur) but I knew Mel would want her own day, hence Friday.
Halloween was the next day and I was determined to enjoy it. After playing with Reed outside most of the day, we headed to Sonic for 50 cent corn dogs. Reed was a huge fan.
We played outside some more and really enjoyed the weather before it was time to change into his costume. He sure was a cute Superman!
Reed didn't care to trick-or-treat. He wanted to just run around and look at everyone and everything. Our neighbor had these really cute skeletons that played the banjo and sang. He started at them for a long time. Then he got his first sucker and had a great time getting all sticky. We enjoyed sitting out on the driveway handing out candy.
One week later...just as I suspected, I am still pregnant, and again sitting at the doctor. She was shocked. Based on my progress I was already halfway there with no real labor in sight. We did a sonogram and a fetal heart monitoring for 15 minutes to make sure Melanie was happy, and of course she was. Then it was basically up to me, and I was ready.
The next morning we were at the hospital (finally!) and so ready to meet little sister. Birth story coming soon!
So I hardly went over my due date, but I totally understand the overdue 'hostility' women feel. I felt like I was two weeks overdue by the end if it because of the 'any day now' mantra I had been hearing, and it was not fun! I tried not to complain. I tried to keep telling myself to be thankful for a healthy pregnancy and baby girl, but sometimes the hormones took over and I couldn't help it. I also learned that there isn't anything you can say to make an overdue pregnant lady feel better. So, just don't try. Get her a massage or a coffee and listen to her complain. Thanks, by the way, to my awesome church group of ladies who did just that!
Pregnancy is rough, but you sure get a great reward at the end of it!
Enjoy!
The Turners
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