Waiting

Well...I've really enjoyed the past few weeks of being home spending lots of quality time with my little man. On top of that, I've gotten lots of random and not particularly important things accomplished. The car is clean, the fridge is clean, the cupboards are clean, the walls have been thoroughly washed down along with the baseboards. I have gone through the cutlery drawer, our sock drawers, and the tupperware drawer. I have sorted and updated my filing folders, my art supplies, and my sewing bins. The closets have been pulled apart and re organized. I even tried to tidy our basement storage room. The whole pregnant belly and lifting heavy boxes sort of made that one tricky. These are just a few items that got ticked off my never ending lists. hat I really should have been doing all week, however, was making oodles or freezer meals in prep for baby coming. But... my EI claim is still processing, so funds aren't really available to go and buy copious amounts of meat for the next few months :)

Baby 2 is due in 9 days. I told myself that I was fully prepared for this baby to come late. That I would be in NO rush for an early arrival. That I was going to enjoy my sleep and quiet house. You see, Jesse was 10 days overdue, and I think I cried every night for 2 weeks in frustration over his tardiness and my supreme discomfort. I tried every natural induction method aside from pressure points, and walked myself into tears. Finally, once I let it be, he came. I concluded that babies just comes when they want. Sure, some women will do certain things then go into labor, but I would chalk this up to coincidence. The baby would have come anyways. So, I promised myself I wouldn't do fretting or natural induction attempts this time. That going 10 days overdue would become my "new due date."

Well...today I caved started in with the raspberry leaf tea! Silly me. Yesterday was the first day I just felt like...OK, I'm ready to have this child. I've had a surge of morning sickness that has been peaking through the night. Little girl also has had a frantic random period of bladder punches and heel digs every night between 12-2am. On top of this, Jesse's crazy bum rash has returned in all it's horror, and he's been a ....... challenge... .. The funny thing is, I know that having another baby will not help any of these things. My sleep will become intensely interrupted, I will probably feel sincerely and more justifiably crappy for quite sometime, and I get to deal with a toddler AND crying newborn on top of this. But, I just feel like it's time to move into this stage. Ha Ha. I'm ready to shed the extra 25 pounds I've put on, and meet my little girl.

So...the induction methods begin...although I don't think I actually have faith in them... I just need something to feel like I'm bringing about the next phase in the Vance Palace. Thanks for reading. I'm out :)