In three days, I will be holding my baby girl in my arms. Less than 75 hours. Do you know how mind-blowing that is?! (OK, yes, I’m sure you do, but allow me to marvel!).
Though I’ve always been freaked about not knowing the “when” (or “how”) when it comes to labor and delivery, I have to admit, I think it’s equally bizarre to know!
December 18, 2010, I will become a mother … and though I’ve been known in my family as “Copernicus” for years … I have never felt as selfless as I do now.
In fact, when we recently got our lovely holiday bonuses at work, the first thing I thought about was putting it away for Maya – for things we might not “need” but might “want” … Compare this to last year, where I used my whole bonus on a plane ticket to visit my brother in Korea (which was a totally amazing experience!).
My, how things have changed in just a year … the shift in thinking from me to “we” … it’s incredible – a bigger shift in thinking than even marriage was, to be honest.
Yesterday we had the pre-op meeting and a routine physical with my OB. It was my regular 39 week visit, too. After checking my weight, blood pressure and urine sample, my doctor measured me from the top of my uterus to the top of my pelvic bone (which was 36 cm) … so he’s still thinking she’s just going to be a peanut.
[I’m guessing 6 lbs 5 oz or so, but who knows – it’s just a guess based on the last ultrasound 4 weeks ago where they’d guessed her weight around 5 lbs 7 oz (and they gain about ½ oz a day from weeks 36-40 so in 30 days that’s like 15 oz, or nearly a pound) –so we shall see!]
Then we listened to Maya’s heartbeat. Hearing her thump-thump away, I realized how spoiled I am, getting to hear her 2-3 times a week this past month (two nonstress tests per week plus one weekly OB visit from 36 weeks on). Every time I hear her it makes me get giddy! Yesterday it was a strong 152 beats per minute, and she was moving around quite a bit.
We talked about the ins and outs of the surgery, the antibiotics they’d put me on beforehand to prevent infection, what to expect from the spinal, recovery, etc., and the general risks involved. I felt a little more reassured.
When we were leaving, he said, “See you Saturday!” and it was one of those WHOA moments.
Yet I feel good, content, rested. I got to spend a little extra time with my hubby last night before he hit the books in prep for his final tonight (we also test-drove a Subaru Outback since we’re looking for a singular car to replace his Jeep and my Civic!), and the connect-time was much-needed and greatly-appreciated.
Tonight I’m flying solo while he goes to class, and the only thing on my agenda is stocking up on hair products at ULTA 🙂 and cuddling with Rocco, who seems to be sensing something’s up. He’s been more needy than usual and always wants to be with us, nuzzling up to my belly a lot more lately. Animals are so smart; I really think he has more an idea of what’s about to happen than we gave him credit for!!
Thanks for reading–I realize all my posts are baby-related and self-centered right now, but I kind of can’t help it … this is my world. Hope everyone has a wonderful night!