The Undiscovered Country

Anytime Now . . .

I’m gonna keep this short, because I’m feeling kinda crappy.

It’s a good crappy, though, because how I’m feeling is typical of the end of the line.

At my doctor’s appointment last Thursday, I showed 3cm dilation and 75% effacement (if you want to know what that means, you can look it up yerself. I ain’t got the wherewithal to describe it). What it basically means is I could pop this baby out any day now.

My doctor did say I could schedule an induction if I’m either too uncomfortable, if I have family in town awaiting the little one’s arrival, or some other reason. I said I’d wait until the actual due date; I'd rather let nature take its course. However, if nothing happens before my next appointment this Thursday - which puts me one day past my due date - then I’ll have them induce me.

I know I’m getting closer – and not only because of the calendar – but because the frequency of contractions have increased (though still erratic), and today I’m nauseated.

Who’d have thought feeling crappy would make me happy, and that I would actually look forward to pain.

I admit my impatience, but who wouldn’t be when it comes to meeting their child for the first time?