January 7, 2013 has come and gone and still no baby. Note to self: you are not in control! This is all in God's, gracious hands. I haven't written much about this pregnancy for several reasons...it's been so much more uncomfortable than Andrew's and Margaret's were, I've been more insecure about the looming changes in my life and our family, and I want to remember this precious baby once it's here, not my complaining in the 9+ preceding months.
At my 36-week appt Dec. 28, Wolanski said I was 2, maybe 3cm dilated and 80% effaced. I was elated, as December was just a crappy month. No other way to put it. I felt awful, my horrendous heartburn got worse by the night, and a bad chest cold settled in to keep me coughing all night when heartburn didn't already have me miserable. January 4 = no changes. Wolanski offers to strip my membranes to see if that will induce labor, explaining that he can't formally induce me until 39 weeks:( Targeting Monday, January 7 as a birthdate looked great. He is supposed to leave for the Disney marathon in Orlando on the 10th and could have me home by then. Icing on the cake would be that the 7th is my precious Mom's birthday and was the late, great Denny's birthday. Mom shared her special day with her great Aunt, who was always like a second mother to her, especially after her own mother passed when I was just 2. Denny had a long, wonderful 89 years in Dallas, albeit it the last 40 years single since Fritz passed in his 50's. Denny went to be reunited with the love of her life on December 1. She only spent 1.5 days in the hospital, declaring that she did not want to prolong this. She was ready. And while the FOUR generations of her family that surrounded her will miss her dearly, I think 89 years living at home with only 1.5 in the hospital is a plan for which many of us would sign up! All of that is to say that it would have been if, of all years, this baby had come into the world on January 7, but God has other plans for this one.
January 7 appt = no changes. So my instructions do a 180...keep the baby IN for another week! Wolanski is off running the 10th-13th. Michael is to be out of town the 8th-11th. They have begged me to keep this baby in through the weekend. I'll see what I can do! I certainly don't want either one of them to miss the big event! Mom will be here the end of this week as Michael's last two days of travel are 4.5 hours away in WV....further than either of us would like, but God will provide, right?
So, enough rambling about the baby that may or may not come at a convenient time. The weekend's highlights were actually right here at home. Andrew FINALLY decided that his bike was alright! He's still on training wheels, but at least he's riding it, excited about, and doing well. Truly a milestone! And while little Miss is all over the tricycle and big wheel like she's 3, her exciting news has been in the potty:) We started training Dec. 27 and I was ready to give up NYE. Then something miraculous happened. A new day. A new year. Something. Since New Year's Day, she has had only 1 accident and proudly went to school today in her big girl underpants:) She is telling us when she needs to go and has demonstrated that she understands the feelings associated with all aspects of this process. While we expect some regression in various areas of life post-baby, we are confident that Margaret is fully capable of being completely potty-trained (for both!) and we are thrilled to have conquered this:)
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