This weekend was a whirlwind! We went to two Mavericks Playoff Games, celebrated Tim’s birthday twice (and again tonight), and my first Mother’s Day. In between these events, we also went to the dog park and the Richardson Cottonwood Festival.
Wow! It’s so much harder to post now! I had every intention of posting on Monday after his two week check-up, but time just gets away from me. I’m also discovering the importance of spending free time sleeping, so blogging seems to be at the bottom of the priority list. I DO want to continue blogging though. I have loved going back through my pregnancy and reading some of my posts. (It also helped me fill in his baby book!) I hope to do the same as Mark grows!
So, on that note, we had his two week check-up on Monday. He had already returned to his birth weight on his 1 week check-up, now he’s just gaining! He was 9 pounds, 10 ounces and 21 3/4″. Although the breastfeeding was painful, he was apparently getting all he needed. He’s also in the 99th percentile for his height and head circumference, and the 97th percentile for weight. Our new nickname for him is “Chunker.” I promise we’ll stop calling him that before he realizes what it means and does too much damage.
He’s currently going through a growth spurt, and has been very fussy the last few days. He’s also working on his days and nights. I was thrilled when he went to bed last night at 11pm, and didn’t wake for a feeding until 3pm. I’m slowly increasing my sleep time from 3-4 hours a night to 5-8 hours a night. Of course, this is all 2-3 hours at a time.
He loves being next to me. I think it’s mostly because I feed him, but when we discovered the Moby Wrap, he’ll sleep on my chest for hours at a time. This is the first time I’ve started to develop a real bond with him. To be honest, it can be hard to develop that bond when you feel like you’re only good for one thing. . . milk. I’ve loved watching him make faces while he sleeps, and love to see him smile. I hope he’s dreaming of his fabulous new life!
We’ve reached the end of our 9 month adventure; except there’s no end! Tim and I went in to speak with the doctor about what’s going to happen now that we’ve (basically) reached 40 weeks. The report this morning wasn’t good-for me at least. I’m still only 50% effaced and at a 1. He’s not dropped, and is actually sitting pretty high. He has a strong heartbeat and is very healthy, but just doesn’t want to come out!
At this point, we knew she didn’t want us to go past March 18th, so we discussed our options. Since he hasn’t dropped, there’s a higher chance of longer labor and a C-section ending if she induces now. This doesn’t scare me, but I’d like to avoid it if possible. Unfortunately, our doctor is also going to be out of town towards the end of next week, so our options are fairly limited. Based on her recommendation, we’ve scheduled an induction for Monday, March 14th. This gives me a week to work on getting labor started or at least another week for him to drop into position.
I plan on walking and staying active, and eating all the spicy food I can. If anyone else has any tips for getting labor going, please let me know!
Tim and I would also love to hear your induction stories. We’re fairly nervous about this since we don’t want to spend 12-24 hours in the hospital during the labor part. We’d hoped to get the process started at home, and end up at the hospital for the end, but realistically, I don’t think this is going to happen at this point. Mark’s just already so darn stubborn! We’re both very logical people, and feel it’s always best to be prepared going into any situation, so let us hear your stories! Hopefully, they’re all good or somewhat uneventful!