39 Weeks

Well, we are one week (or days, or hours) away from meeting our son. It's so hard to believe that I'm at this end of this pregnancy journey. When it began, I never thought it would end! 

Last night Tim and I were recalling how miserable I felt for the first 16 weeks, and how quickly a woman can forget how terrible she feels in early pregnancy. We also wondered if this will be the last time I'm pregnant, a bitter-sweet question.

                                               

 It would be beyond challenging to be pregnant again, having to take care of two kids (and myself), if future pregnancies are anything like the last two. But, we'll see where God leads us on that front. The door is certainly open to more kiddos, but we need to see what life with two children is like. And then there's my desire to adopt, so we need to factor that in the mix as well. For now, I'm just looking forward to meeting our new addition and learning how to be a mother of two. 

For the last two weeks I've been two centimeters dilated and 30 percent effaced. As of last Wednesday, my cervix was still posterior although everything felt "very soft" and the baby is "really low and head first." It could be a matter or hours, as the doctor said...or not. I have another appointment scheduled for this Wednesday, but part of me hopes I won't be there and in the hospital instead =). Another part of me wants to relish in the last few days I have with Adeline as our only child and the ability to sleep semi-soundly, considering all the middle of the night bathroom trips. Let the waiting game begin!