I’m beginning to think this kid is NEVER going to come out… and the waiting is absolutely excruciating. I am totally, 100% pre-occupied by the fact that we could be heading to the hospital at any given moment to have a freaking CHILD! I can’t sleep, I can’t concentrate at work, and I’m a danger to other drivers on the road (OK, so maybe that last one is always true). And if I’m having such a hard time with this, I can’t even imagine how hard it must be for poor preggo-huge-burning-up-in-the-heat Sarah.
We went back to the doctor yesterday and scheduled a “just-in-case” induction for August 9th. Yes, 12 days from now. 12 MORE days. ARGH! I can’t wait 12 more days. We bought some raspberry-leaf tea, which the hippie-people claim is supposed to help things along, and we ordered some extra spicy chinese food at dinner the other night. At this point, I think Sarah might eat a bloody rare steak if it would put her into labor. She’s still swimming almost every day, and we even walked 2 miles the other night, but still no labor.
Hopefully, the next update will be from the hospital (they have free wi-fi!) with lots and lots and lots of pictures of Asher J???? Yarbrough (Much to Sarah’s chagrin, I still haven’t decided on a middle name).
Ahhh, yes, the waiting game. See, Asher is all warm and snuggly inside of his mama. It’s dark in there and he is fed nonstop from this tube attached to his belly. He never has to worry about a thing. Would YOU want to leave and enter a loud, bright, scary world where you have to wear clothes and be passed around from friend to relative to friend to relative in a never ending game of hot potato??
Can’t wait to get the scoop on his arrival into the world…yes, it WILL happen. Sorry, buddy, you can’t stay in there forever.
–Kristen C