Friday I had my first of the last series of doctor visits. The ones that happen every week in the last month of pregnancy. Very exciting stuff! Turns out they can tell that the baby is not only head down (YAY!!) she is also ‘engaged.’ In other words when it comes times to exit she is apparently in the right position. This could change. Some kids get tired of being so compliant and start to move about again before arriving, however the doctor assured me that it’s a lot harder for them to move back once they’ve ‘dropped.’ Don’t get too excited, she’s not popping out today or anything, in fact it’s totally normal for a baby to be in position for a whole month before delivery. I can’t lie, I’m hoping she likes to be prompt.
I was two whole weeks late. Yikes. I’m typically kind of obsessed with being on time, the idea that my first arrival on the planet was two weeks behind parental expectations is something I still haven’t gotten over. I’ve been lecturing the baby about the value of being on time. I like to think she’s listening, she is sort of a captive audience.
So far (KNOCK ON WOOD) I’m still not puffy or stretch marked or otherwise miserable looking/feeling. Yay for exercise and cocoa butter! I’m hoping the last month isn’t the time I loose all self control and find myself driving to fast food in the middle of the night. I considered driving to McDonalds recently while Mike was at a friend’s record release to buy a hot fudge sundae. Happily I talked myself out of it- but I was getting pretty close to doing something so totally unlike my rational self that it was more than a little bit frightening.
Mike was awesome and put the car seat in his car. Now we can legally take her home when she’s out. It also makes this even more real. Looking at the seat in the back of the Accord (we’re getting it inspected by our fire station for safety) is a constant reminder that in less than a month I will cease to be pregnant.
I had my final lovely and thoughtful baby shower this weekend. My sweet friends Gina and Susan had an awesome neighborhood get together full of hand crafted baby goods and hilarious shower games. Who knew melted chocolate in diapers could be so funny!
Giant belly photos will come soon.
4 comments:
Hi, Mike and Mary--I've been meaning to let you know before now--I'm loving your blog!! All the photos are great and I loved hearing about your "being on time" thing...I, too, am very nearly compulsive about being on time...who knows where these quirks come from??
Take care...I'll be thinking of you in the weeks ahead and looking forward to the news that Baby Moerlins has entered the building (hopefully on time!!)
love, Kathy McCharen
Mary - Michael arrived right on time so maybe squanto will take after him in that respect! We're so proud of how well you are taking care of yourself and Michael! Wish I had your will power - and I don't even have the "pregnancy food cravings" to blame! Looking forward to this weekend.
Hey friend and neighbor! I found you on Niki's blog and wanted to say congratulations!!! I had heard the joyous news but hadn't bumped into you in cyber or real space to tell you until now.
If you find yourself walking down Glenwood and decide to stop by the house with the Wake Forest flag - please do so! We can chat about our corresponding R. Land artwork in our homes...
It's almost Fat Tuesday............
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