Last night Chris and I noticed that Eamon had written the amount of days left before our due date, it says “91 days left” :) Thankfully, that number is wrong! We had 19, today it’s 18, slowly but surely we are moving closer to June 9th. My sis, Tamara was due yesterday so we are all anxiously awaiting the arrival of their little Timothy Robert, can’t wait to see him!
Yesterday we had our 37 week midwife appointment. I had all the kids loaded into the van, except for Victoria who was napping. Got my bag of stuff, grabbed Victoria out of her bed and headed out the door, to our rainy back porch steps. I slipped on the top step, with both of my hands full I didn’t have a free hand to catch my fall. You know that split second before you actually land on the ground when you are falling, how is it that so many things can go through your mind in a split second? I had started falling forward, but managed to somehow get my weight shifted to go backwards. In that time I was imagining falling forward, breaking something, or hemorrhaging, hurting Victoria and the three of us ending up in the hospital. I slipped on the top of six steps, it could have been a very bad fall, especially in my “large” condition. But thankfully I landed on my bum, and my elbow, and we were all okay. The other children saw the whole thing and were asking me concerned, “Are you okay mommy?” Aidan said, “I’m glad you didn’t break anything mommy.” It’s comforting to know that my children love their mommy and care about my welfare. Other than sore muscles, I’m fine. I took an Epsom salt bath last night per the instruction of my midwife, that felt good.
Not a whole lot to report this week, other than I’m still trying to figure out where to have the baby. I’m not totally sure yet, but I think if I go into labor during the day I’d like to go to the birth center, and if I start labor at night I’d like to just stay home (so most likely I’ll end up staying home, I just can’t imagine being calm enough during the day to start labor while my children are awake:) And then there’s the issue with the house, and it’s state of disorganization. I think if I start labor before my due date, and before I’m able to get my home in order I will end up just wanting to go to the birth center, but if the baby waits until I’ve got things put together, then I’ll probably feel much better just staying home. So how does that sound for a very sure almost mother-to-be-again? Then there’s the issue of the children, what to do, what to do? I want my moms to be at the birth, but I need them to help me with the kids. I feel pulled on every side, and the issue of trying to fit the birth into everyone’s schedule :(
So yesterday was a very emotional day. I’m so thankful that I came home to a very understanding and giving husband. Who will listen to all the many uncertainties of this woman’s heart, and not meet my uncertainties with judgement or frustration, but he listens to me and does his best to help me sort my feelings out and try to come to a place where my mind can rest. I am very thankful for him.
God’s mercies are new every morning. Today is a new day, and I’m doing much better today. A little sore from the fall yesterday but not nearly as bad as I had imagined, I think those Epsom salts did the trick! Going to take advantage of the rain this week, and start crossing off more items on my list! I’ve got most of my homebirth supplies, need to get baby’s clothes out, and start working on some of those “other” items that have been cluttering my brain :)
That’s it for now. Looking forward to being able to update again soon because that will mean I’m that much closer to meeting our little love bug! I’ll post another picture at 38 weeks. Have a good week all!!