L&D was a bust.
Just a bunch of waiting, tons of unrequited photo ops of Kel in her ill-fitting hospital gown (though we did snag a video of Kel imitating the kindly blood tech [cool word for labbie who drew some blood] and his lisp to end all lisps), and a few disorganized contractions. Turns out Dr. Boob (as Kelly calls him) overreacted to a pee-stick result showing +infinity protein and sent our mom-in-waiting to be induced. While Dr. WHY-AT was not much help at all (gruff codger that he is), the nurse that assumed our room (368) on evening rounds explained things in a bit more depth. Kel’s tests were OK, save for her blood pressure and protein… nothing we can’t ride out at home.
For now, we watch the Eagles on MNF, hoping that our daughter, having had a brush with the lovely sterility that is Mary Black Memorial Hospital, is interested in finally making her appearance before Haley’s comet makes its return.
Just as I expected, our little cookie/bean/tweeter/daughter is determined to stay put within the confines of Kelly’s “baby box.” Perhaps accustomed—even marginally addicted—to the long nights spent chatting it up with innards (ya know, pancreas… liver… small AND large intestine), relishing the odd vitamin or nutrient that is delivered via umboCord, and generally having the time of her young life, Lulu knows not the allure of the bright lights and the big city (Spartanburg… pffft… for now at least… tomorrow, the world!), and not much that her mom or dad can try to call through the layer of skin, muscle, and liquid shock absorption (”bag of waterzzz”) will do much to change her mind. Nope. Only a full-fledged eee-vic-tee-own will do now, and Kelly has assured me that she’s quite in tune with that (she has the Sheriff on speed dial and has already contacted the IUD locksmithery services to handle that part of the transition).
Still… I’m really looking forward to hearing that cry for the first time, and this waiting stuff is getting maddening.
Possible signs of labor (from here):
Here are some things to watch for in the weeks and days surrounding your due date.
More frequent Braxton-Hicks contractions
Lingering back pain
Noticing the baby’s weight has shifted downward (or the baby dropping into your pelvis)
Nesting urges - energy spurts or a restless feeling at any hour of the day
Some increased cervical discharge
Frequent and/or loose bowel movements
Possible queasy or mild flu-like symptoms
I have every one of the above. I have yet to lose my mucous plug or experience anything really telling like that, but I have had all of the above in the last 2 days. In fact, 6 and 7 just started last night, and I still don’t feel quite right today.
While labor may still be weeks away, I wanted to update everyone just in case. I have a prenatal appointment tomorrow morning at 8, so I’m going to request an internal exam to determine any cervical changes, and if there’s anything newsworthy, I’ll report it (or have Dad do it).
Bring it on, LuLu. I’m ready for ya, babe.