My EDD is February 27th... so yeah, I still have a while to go (especially if history repeats itself and I go 'late' on top of things).
I was fine with things for a long time -- I even WELCOMED having more weeks to prepare and get things done! But now? I'm ready. Well, there are still things I could do, but I have everything that's NECESSARY (aka, diapers, car seat, clothes, nursing bras, nursing pads) and... I'm. just. ready!
I don't think I've ever actually been this pre-prepared before.. and I think I jinxed myself!
We do have some plumbing issues to remedy with our laundry drainage (which is HUGE, especially since we need the ability to wash cloth diapers!), so .. maybe as soon as that's done things can happen?
I've been taking my
Gentle Birth Formula...
I hold very firm beliefs that you cannot ever force a baby out if he/she is not ready. That said, I've been induced three times before in a hospital situation. I'm seeing a midwife for this pregnancy and would love to birth with her, so I'm doing everything I can to 'encourage' favorable conditions hoping this baby will see that and work with me to make this happen. I've been working with strong mantras for this, spending time talking with this baby while rubbing my belly. At this point, I think things are going just as they're supposed to. And it's funny, but dh even mentioned to me that he thinks things will happen sooner with this #4 than with previous pregnancies (his official 'birth guess' is for March 3rd ... mine, which may be more on the optimistic side, is for February 28th).
I've been re-reading "Birthing From Within" (gosh, I love this book a million times over and would give it to every. pregnant. woman. if I had the money to do so) and I'm feeling rather empowered right now.. and while I admit to thinking "birth art" seemed a bit 'hokey' the first time I read about it (years and years ago), I know the power that comes from such thoughts and processes. I'm actually pondering putting together a quilt that would be my own, personal form of birth art (since I am absolutely HOPELESS at drawing with crayons/markers/pencils/etc.. my art medium is fabric).
Physically I'm feeling amazing. Pregnancy really is so good to my body. Waking up in the morning and middle of the night can be tricky because my hips easily get kind of wonky, so walking is tricky... but really, I feel amazing. If it wasn't so dark... and wasn't so darn cold, I'd absolutely go for a walk right now.
My three daughters are so very excited about metting their newest sibling! It's amazing for me to see the difference in their understanding this time around (whereas, when dd3 was born, dd1 was 3.75 years old... and now dd1 is *justabout* 8, dd2 is *justabout* 6 and dd3 is 4!). Their involvement in the process and comprehension of things is awe-inspiring and always makes me smile. They're forever asking how big the baby has grown, what features/tricks/etc the baby is working on perfecting (whether it's swallowing, hiccuping, blinking, etc)... I'm so happy to be able to connect them to this baby even before he/she is on the outside.
As for me.. I'm ready to find out the gender of this baby! I know that can sound funny or superficial, but for some reason I'm fixated on this! I really have no strong feelings either way and I'm just in a state of wonder and anxious anticipation to find out! ... And with knowing the gender comes finding out the name of this baby!! There are no names set in stone and I really think we'll have to meet this baby to KNOW the name!
So.. that's where I stand with things
