"Anyone can give up, it's the easiest thing to do. But to hold it together when everyone else would understand if you fell apart, that's the true strength"

Wednesday, July 25, 2012

39 Weeks

So here we are, one week to go! 7 DAYS! To think I've been counting down weeks and now I'm counting down DAYS!

However, these last days have to be the hardest. We are SO ready to meet Baby Barrett that time seems to stand still. Every little ache or pain I have, I stop and think "oh! a contraction?" only to realize it's just a Braxton Hicks or nothing at all. I really need to dig down deep and remember to be patient, something I was really good at up until this point.

At my appointment this week, I had "a plan" to really talk to my Dr about induction. I had a very difficult AFib episode last week that lasted 6.5 hours where I literally had a mental breakdown. It was my longest one since the initial episode I had in the hospital and I really thought the episodes were over since it had been almost a month since my last one. I just cannot fathom going through this again.
It started at 11pm last Tuesday and I think I fell asleep from about 3am to 5am off and on. At 5am I realized it had been 6 hours, which was the time limit from my cardiologist before I needed to go in. So I got up, took my daily meds and got in the shower. I figured I might as well get ready before I wake up J to bring me to the hospital. I had my hospital bag all ready to go as I wasn't sure if they'd want to get the baby out or what. Miraculously, I converted back in the shower. YEAH! I really didn't want to go to the hospital again and was so happy to feel "normal" again, though I was utterly exhausted from no sleep and my body being so stressed.

I told my Dr about the episode and she responded "we need to get that baby out of there!". I was so happy to hear she was on the same page! She said she would be able to induce me if I was at 3cm or more and either way, she would strip my membranes. Yeah!! My mind was already racing of what day we'd want to induce, etc. But of course when she checked me, I was STILL only 1cm dilated. Ugh. Three weeks in a row with no more progress. She stripped my membranes as best she could and said she'd see me next week. Again, need to find that patience.

I had seen a great little story about the last days of pregnancy and it totally sums it up.
Last Days of Pregnancy: A Place of In-Between 

I shall enjoy these last few days and relax knowing that Baby B will be here soon!

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