I find that, like me, my “gratefuls” are increasingly closer to home as the birth of our baby girl becomes ever more imminent. Apart from sticking to Miss M’s regular outings (without which we would both go mad), and my joy and relief at the re-election of President Barack Obama, my world has shrunk to home and hearth. The kicks are everything, the regular tightenings are an obsession, my hospital bag is packed and I’m putting together a little bag for daughter #2 today. I’m organising and list-making and trying to rest as much as possible. Thirteen days to the scheduled caesarean date but I feel more and more sure that she’s not going to wait that long!!
In particular this week I am grateful:
* to my husband’s flexible workplace, which has allowed him to take Miss M to work on a few occasions to give me a break, and also cut his hours to mornings only in these final 10 days before his 4 weeks off begin – much needed respite for this big, tired mama;
* that the hospital is only 5 minutes down the road;
* that I got the lovely OB I wanted via public healthcare, that he’s on call the entire week before my scheduled c-section date, and that the OB I can’t stand is now off rotation until the end of the month (relief!);
* that I’ve found a sleep book I hadn’t yet tried, on my own bookshelf – Elizabeth Pantley’s The No Cry Sleep Solution – and so there is (I hope!!!!) some light at the end of the sleep deprivation tunnel for both daughter #1 and her parents;
* that my pregnancy continues to progress relatively easily with no major issues even though the minor ones are starting to get me down a lil bit at this point – I am, for example, sad that I had to (with great difficulty and much assistance) remove my wedding ring from my swollen fingers last night – but if that’s the most of my late pregnancy hassles apart from being so cumbersome and achy, then I’m grateful indeed!
32 weeks! Can’t believe it! I’ve been feeling like this pregnancy has gone on FOREVER but all of a sudden things seem to be speeding up! Living in Regional Australia where we do, one of the milestones of pregnancy is getting to 35 weeks, because if the baby wants to come before that you have to be airlifted out to a hospital about 5 hours drive away as there are no NICU facilities here for babies born so soon. That, we do not want. But, that is now less than 3 weeks away. Then one week after that I have an appointment with my lovely obstetrician, and he will give me a date for my elective caesarean. He also delivered Miss M via caesar and I really like and trust him, so I feel very lucky that the cookie crumbled my way and I got him again (public healthcare doesn’t allow for choosing your OB). Based on the weeks I will be and the days Dr W operates, I’m thinking possibly 19th or 23rd November, which is only 6 or 7 weeks today. Woot!
(I’m deliberately not explaining / justifying my elective caesars. I’ve had quite a few unpleasant experiences discussing this topic (e.g. did I know I’m more likely to die, or have a hysterectomy? – this from a stranger who knew absolutely nothing about me!) and really, I do belive it is my own personal choice based on my OB’s recommendations, and nobody else’s business. I don’t know why some mothers feel the need to get all uppity and judgemental about other people’s birth decisions. I could write numerous posts about those who call for a “birthing revolution” and would wish to deny mothers like me Choice. I could also get quite fired up about people who have VBAC’d and believe the world should follow suit. However, I have learned that life is too short!).
I’m all organised except maternity pads (sorry yes yurgh, TMI), breast pads and nipple cream (ok all TMI really, apologies). Bought a car capsule and a cot mattress last week, everything else we already have from when Miss M was a baby. I’ve sorted out all Miss M’s baby clothes and all those I’ve been given by kind and lovely friends – my baby has a better wardrobe than me and she’s not even born yet! And I just now finished washing and hanging out a few onesies, singlets and wraps and will be packing a small bag at the weekend, just in case. This mama is ready to rock!!
Miss M is napping (at last) so I now have time for a browse through Chrissie Gallagher-Mundy’s Caesarian Recovery, which arrived this morning and looks fantastic. Accompanied by a nice big mug of English Breakfast tea and one (/two) of yesterday’s blueberry muffins, of course 🙂
Blogtoberfest 2012, 5/31