We are in the final stretch before delivery day. I have today to do some cleaning and get the dogs ready. They got baths yesterday and today is the dreaded nail clipping day. I also need to do some general cleaning before mom comes tomorrow.
Tomorrow is a big day. I may be in the hospital at the end of it, or I may have one last night in my bed. I have a car seat safety check at 11am. I had signed both Darren and I up for it, but Darren is working and he has been flying so much lately there is pretty much no chance he will be available. It kind of sucks because he is the one who installed the car seats in the first place. I'm hoping he did it right and I don't have to correct him. Things always get lost in translation when I try to explain things to him.
At 1:30 my mom is flying in. I'm really hoping her flight is on time because I have a doctor's appointment at 2:30. I didn't think I would have another appointment, but it seems I do. The doctor wants me to come in during the afternoon so she can check to see if I'm dilated at all. If I am dilated to 3cm or more then I don't have to go to the hospital tomorrow night. They will just check me in Wednesday morning and start the Pitocin right away. If I'm not dilated at all, or not enough, its off to the hospital tomorrow night so they can start me on the medicine to help dilate my cervix. I will get that medicine all night and then the Pitocin will start early Wednesday morning. Cross your fingers that everything works the way it's supposed to! My doctor says once the Pitocin starts I should have a baby by the evening. If it gets too late in the evening on Wednesday and nothing is happening I will be having a c-section Wednesday night. I hope I don't end up there, but I'm prepared for it. I have had several people ask me if I'm nervous about it. I am not nervous at all. I am very prepared for what's coming and it doesn't scare me in the least. I'm ready for whatever comes.
I had one final ultrasound last Thursday for a last check of the baby's size. The previous one had her measured very large, in the 90th percentile, so I was expecting the same this time. Fortunately for me she was measuring pretty average, about 7 pounds. I was concerned at first because of the disparity in measurements, but the doctor assured me she looks great. These are just estimates and can be way off. She thinks the last measurement may have been wrong. I'm not meant to have a huge baby anyway. She said if I was still measuring that large I would have just been scheduled for a c-section anyway. I'm glad she isn't that big. In light of this news I have revised my weight guess at birth to 7 pounds, 7 ounces. Darren is still convinced she will be 9 pounds, but I sincerely hope he is wrong. We will find out in 2 days!