39 weeks 2 days. I cannot believe she's almost here. I am at the point where complete strangers ask how much longer I have and my husband teases me about my sausage-like toes. I have 3 friends who were due the same week as me. I am the last man standing. The only one still pregnant. I tend to always win the "who can stay pregnant the longest" contest. My body seems to like being in the state of pregnancy. I do not take this for granted. I am so thankful that we conceive easily and carry to term. The other night as we watched her squirm in my belly, Kevin commented, "She looks uncomfortable in there." To which I exclaimed, "She looks uncomfortable? What about me?" Just like my last 2 pregnancies, I have gained between 40 and 50 lbs. Ok- so this time it is a little closer to 50. (With Manning, I only gained 28lbs and he weighed 7lbs 8oz. By far, my smallest baby.) I have an ultrasound on Tuesday, to determine an estimated fetal weight. I look forward to seeing what size she measures, although I know these ultrasounds are not always 100% accurate. I feel pretty confident that my dr. could simply write: BIG in the blank for estimated fetal weight. She feels like my biggest baby yet and Myers was 8lbs 14 ounces so I know what big feels like.
If she has not arrived by Thursday- that will be induction day. March 20th sounds like a great day to have a baby, doesn't it?
People ask me if I still get nervous about labor and delivery. The simple answer- YES! I think I could do this 10 times and I would still be a little apprehensive about the process. I told someone the other day that having a baby is a lot like knowing you have to stump your toe tomorrow but afterwards someone is going to give you a $100. (Yes, I am way more excited about having my baby than getting $100 and I realize that stumping your toe in no way compares to the pain of delivery) But you see my point. I know the pain of childbirth, but I also know the complete and utter joy of new life.
Almost 6 years ago, we experienced this for the first time. Manning Ryan made us parents and changed our world forever.
Kevin and I look like babies ourselves.
22 months later we welcomed Myers Wilson. Proof that your heart can double in an instant. There is room to love two in just the same way.
We induced at exactly 39 weeks with Myers and I am glad we did. He was a BIG guy. His momma might not should have eaten ice cream everyday. We laugh about his size at birth because now he is so small.
21 months later we met this little guy- McCann Riggs stole our hearts from the moment he entered this world.
I am hoping the next time I post, it will be filled with pictures of our sweet girl. Please pray that we have an easy labor and delivery and most importantly that Ruby Kate will be healthy.
"For You formed my inward parts; You wove me in my mother's womb. I will give thanks to You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made; Wonderful are Your works, And my soul knows it very well." Psalm 139:13-15
