6 Weeks Out

Yesterday marked six weeks until our baby girl comes. We've scheduled her c-section for the 25th and unless she goes breech on me and stays that way, she will be born then. (For more info. on why she will be born via c-section, check out past posts under labels c-section, VBAC, Isaac or Josh). If she is breech at the end, I'll have her a week early to avoid cord prolapse risk. So far she's stayed head-down and I'm past the point that my last two went breech at so we'll see. When she's born, I'll be 40 weeks and 1 day. I haven't gone into labor early yet...I've been very late with my last two...so I should be all right to go right up to the end. If she can't choose her birthday, I can at least give her a full forty weeks. I'd love to keep her in there as long as I can even though it'd definitely be easier to go early.

So the countdown has begun. I've got a list of things to do and we're all feeling excited about her birth. I can't believe I've made it to this point again and that we'll be meeting a new little one soon. At the end of Joshua's pregnancy (my third) I remember being really tired and at times, sick of being pregnant. I'm trying (that's the operative word-trying) to smile more, get through and be cheerful in these last weeks. I think they'll be more pleasant for everyone involved if I can just be cheerful. Isn't that what I tell my kids all the time anyway...to choose to be cheerful. I think I need to take my own advice sometimes.

So here's to the next six weeks and the absolute adventure they're going to be. I'm sure I'll be tired. I'm sure there'll be days I'm exasperated and frustrated. But I don't have long to go and I'm excited to meet our little girl. And that's all that really matters anyway.