July 11, 2013 is a day that I will remember for the rest of my life. It will be up there in that "happiest days of your life" category along with your wedding day and any other milestone days that may stand out in life. I'm going to be a mom tomorrow... It's a lot to take in, regardless of having the 9 months to prepare it's a huge moment.
I went to the OB yesterday (my due date) and this little boy in my belly has completely stalled out. What seemed like he was making crazy fast progress a month or a little more ago had me thinking he would be here early, he then decided to just hang out... and grow... and grow.. and grow... to oh about the 9 lbs they think he is now. My belly is measuring 42 weeks and I'm 40 weeks - I've removed the newborn clothes from my hospital bag.
So because of various things, mainly his size, how high up he is and the fact that my body is doing nothing to help him progress downward, my doctor and I determined my little boy will enter the world tomorrow at 2:30pm, 2 days late via c section.
Andy and I are extremely excited to meet him... And I'm extremely excited to sleep on my stomach again.
I just put the bottle of champagne from my baby shower in the fridge (Thanks Cari) and I'm trying to figure out where to have our final meal as a twosome tonight. Though I'm not exactly thrilled at the idea of the baby being pulled out of me, it's kinda cool that I can just go in and have my baby. Ask me about this again when I'm in recovery... :)
I was a little melancholy yesterday that I won't get to experience the thrill of my water breaking and the rush of running to the hospital to do the one thing my body was made to do... But I can sulk on this or I can get excited that I will be holding my son tomorrow... I choose the latter.
So think of us tomorrow at 2:30 when we welcome the newest Ackerman to the world... Love to you all!