I went back to the doctor yesterday. Thanked her, worshipped her, gushed over her. I love Ambien. The simple 5mg I take at night is the perfect amount. I ease into sleep in a way that's like warmth spreading all over my body. Hard to describe, but it's so very relaxing. And I sleep. Solidly. But I can still wake up and pee (although much less often than before) or attend to Trenton if need be. Apparently, it makes me talk in my sleep a bit, but I can live with it if Scott can. And he wakes up for nothing, so I think I'm alright.
I only dialated half a centimeter last week. ::Pouts:: So I'm a mere centimeter and a half dialated and thinning out. At least it's something. But the more dialated I am when we induce, the faster that whole show will go. I'm all about kicking that into high gear. Blood pressure's better. Probably high last time because of my lack of sleep. Baby looks good. Hates having his heartbeat checked. He kicks Dr. Jaffee almost every time, lol. He's low, dropped a week or so ago. And finally head down. Good boy.
Basically, I'm just counting days. I have the rest of this week and then next week at work. The 7th is my last day if we make it to induction. Then 10 weeks of healing and momminess. I love that I'm going to be on leave with the baby over a span of time where Trenton is out for Thanksgiving and Christmas holidays. I get to spend the days with BOTH my boys. THAT is exciting. Trenton is going to be such a good big brother. He takes care ME on a regular basis. I got the hiccups just the other day and he said in his sweetest voice, "Lean up, Mommy", then he patted my back with his little hand to rid me of my pesky hiccups. Such a good kid.
We had our very last class last night. Baby care basics...check. Infant CPR...check. Prepared childbirth...check. So we're ready... right? Right?
And, just to brag, I got flowers. For no reason. Simply because I'm fabulous. ::Snicker:: Not that this is an uncommon thing for my husband (and son) to do, but I love it just as much every single time. It's just frequent enough to make me feel special.
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