It’s funny, I never thought I would be back here, discussing induction with my doctor, and wondering how it feels to be in labor. But, since I assumed both of my kids were boys, and that I would go early with them both, I shouldn’t be surprised I have lost a certain maternal intuition by now, right?
Three weeks ago, I had so many signs of labor. I was feeling ill, cramping and certain that she would be here soon. Now? Sincerity, I’m feeling pretty good! The biggest complaint I have is that I am too big and don’t drink enough wine. My arms, thighs, and rear end feel soft, expanded and unused. Not only the belly. I love it for the most part. My underwear feels tight. This is not fun, my friends. Although I have never been an avid workout fan, I am really eager to get back some energy and fitness in my life (hence my crazy half-marathon daydreams).
Although I did not think I would make it to forty weeks, I am okay with it. It makes me feel better knowing that my baby is ready to be born and will be able to live in the real world. I hope it will be good for breastfeeding and sleeping. Since I don’t believe my body produces large babies (Hailey weighed 7 pounds, 1.6 ounces 10 days after her due date), I am also glad that she has had more time to gain weight. I estimated that she was around 6 and 1/4 pounds during my ultrasound on Monday. These are notoriously inaccurate so I am interested to know the actual number when she arrives.
The extra time has also been beneficial to me psychologically (I suppose it’s not an extra time since I just reached my due date). I realized I struggled with the thought that the arrival of a baby girl would mean an end to my time with Hailey. We’ve also read more books, had extra play dates, made special shopping trips, and snuggled up to each other. Now, I embrace that it is not the end but a new beginning. Hailey won’t be going anywhere.