Its official – we’ll be checking into the hospital tomorrow at 6:30a for the induction. Despite this very straight forward fact, I’m not sure that either of us have really settled into the idea that we’re going to parents by Wednesday.
As it stands, Lesha, our personal photographer, will be in town tonight to join us in the birthing suite. A contingency of family will be arriving around early to mid afternoon.
Susan cutting in right about – here: Ian had good intentions with doing a post to update everyone. It, um, didn’t work. So here is how today went. The doctor’s appt this AM showed me to be at a loose 2 cm and still 50% effaced. She stripped my membranes quite vigorously (owwwie) to attempt to get a little more leeway before the deal goes down tomorrow. After that delight, I spent the rest of the day in various retail outlets finishing a bit of Christmas loose ends and also attempting to dislodge the kid from my ribs. Only half of that was successful. I’ll let you guess which half.
So we wake up bright and early to report to the hospital. I’ll get the pit-drip almost immediately after checking in. My dear doctor will come in about an hour afterwards and rupture my membranes. If all goes well, I give birth to Olivia. If it goes less well, she still comes out… with the help of some surgical intervention. Sound exciting? How about nerve wracking? Let me tell you, if I didn’t need my fingernails for leverage into my hubby’s tender flesh tomorrow, I would have bitten them off hours ago.
Ian will be updating the blog live from the hospital. This should include pictures (with my prior approval on them). Wish us luck!!