Anticipation

Just in case you were on pins and needles wondering if my absence meant the arrival of a new little baby, it did not.  I'm still pregnant, and she is still happy and comfortably growing inside me.  Which, believe me, is GREAT NEWS!  But, (did you sense there was a but coming?) I have to say, knowing that things have already started, has made this week a little miserable.  In general, I feel great and don't feel like things are progressing at all (very occasionally I have contractions, but mostly, nothing at all), and if I hadn't known that I was already 2 cm dilated, I would have had a happy and carefree week. 

But I do know.

And so I am in a constant state of anticipation.  Constantly wondering when the day will come.  Hoping and praying it won't be too soon.  But at the same time not wanting to wait much longer to finally meet her.  Wondering how quickly things will progress when they really get going.  Watching every single pain, and reading and re-reading about labor signs and symptoms.  Calling the doctor for false alarms.  Trying to get every single thing that I can think of done before she makes her big entrance. 

Quite frankly, it's exhausting!  And it is been such a long wait (considering I have been so closely monitored and have been to one doctor or another pretty much every week for the past 7 months or so) I'm ready to get on with it! 

But the longer she is inside, the bigger and stronger she will be, so I am trying to be patient.  I am going to the doctor tomorrow though, so we will see what difference a week has made.  So once again, we'll see.  For now I am just (somewhat) patiently anticipating her arrival!! :)