Tomorrows the day

Tomorrows the day when my pregnancy will end and our lives will start with our little boy. It is exciting and nerve wracking at the same time.

I have come to terms with not spontaneously going into labour by myself, although i am still nervous about getting my water broken and all that jazz. But one thing i am liking is that i won't be in labour all day. Dr Davis has stated that he won't let it go forever and that i will be holding my baby by Thursday afternoon.

I have been putting the final bits and pieces in my bag, as i don't want to be wondering around at 5am looking for things if i don't have too. I also rang the Hospital this morning and confirmed that i needed to be there at 6:30am and that i didn't have to do anything special before i arrived. I am glad that i am going in early and that Dr Davis will be there when i arrive as it means that i will get to meet my little boy sooner.

I have also been thinking alot about my Cat Hamish. I know it sounds silly but i am going to miss him while i am in Hospital as this will be the longest i have spent away from him. DH says that it is my hormones in over drive and i do tend to believe him. And it is worst as i will have to spend about 5 days in Hospital.

D-Day

Well as the title suggests it is D-day and DH and i are eagerly awaiting for something to happen. I know not all things happen when you want them too but i really wish this did so we could meet our little man.

Tomorrow i have an appointment with Dr Davis and he is going to be doing an internal...not something that i am looking forward to as i have heard that you can bleed from having one, but i hope maybe it might bring on labour. But if that doesnt happen and i haven't gone into labour by Wednesday night i will go in Thursday to get induced (which reminds me i will have to contact the hospital to find out what time i will need to get in there).

Well i guess we will take each day as it comes, but i guess the good thing is by friday i could be holding my baby.

Clock ticking down

Well as the title suggests the clock is ticking down to D-day and to tell you the truth i am starting to get frustrated. I guess for the last 9 months there has been a build up of anticipation to this one day that you mark down on the calander and as you cross every day off leading up to that day, you get so excited and i think i have now got to the point when i just want it to happen already.

I know i have 2 days to go (including this one) to my due date and anything can happen at any time but i am now starting to get worried that i will need to be induced. I guess walking into the birthing suits and knowing that they will bring on the contractions with medications scares me. I would love for it to just happen naturally. I have heard some storys that the contractions come on very strong (although i have also heard that some labours are shorter because of this) and painful, and i guess i want to know that i have some control of the situation.


I know that i shouldn't be thinking like this and that i should just relax and what ever happens, happens and that the Doctors know what they are doing and that plenty of women have been induced with no problems.


It is kind of nice to see that DH is getting really excited now about seeing his son. He has basically been talking to my belly every hour telling his son that he needs to come out so he can meet him. It is really cute and i love that he is so excited as he was pretty bottled up about his feelings until a week ago, i guess with the due date coming closer he has realised that it is going to happen.

If i haven't gone into labour by Monday i have an appointment with Dr Davis where he will do an internal to see if my cervix has softend and i guess go through with me about my induction, i know that i will have a lot of questions for him as i am pretty nervous about it.

6 Days to go...

Today i had appointment with Dr Davis and everything is still ok, Baby is still engaged and heart beat is sounding perfect, like i said to the Dr Davis it is still a waiting game...just wish that the game was over so that both my Husband and i can meet our little man.

We also talked about what would happen if i went over (lets hope i don't) I would go and see him next monday and he would do an external exam and he has booked me into the hospial for the 11th November for my induction if in fact i need it. By we will come to that if i haven't gone into labour by Sunday.

Also on another not i have a cold...still which is really annoying and i am it goes away by the time i go into a labour.

By the way 6 days to go!!!!