So I finally figured it out on Monday. As much as I thought this baby would arrive early like Ben, despite the fact that I have been having contractions for weeks, despite the fact that I am already dilated, effaced and mentally ready for this adventure, it’s still not up to me! ha! 🙂
On Monday I had the following thought: What if I knew he was arriving in say, four days? What would I do with these four precious days ahead of me? Matt and I are both unplugged from work, we are home, Ben is in school… When do we ever get this quiet time together?
So in this sacred, limbo space we have been walking in the woods, hanging art in our house, finishing up projects we never feel like we can get to, getting manicures, going out to brunch. It has been so sweet and such a gift. And I just found out yesterday that this boy finally turned from posterior to a perfect side-lying position! which should save me a lot of pain and suffering on the other side. That alone was worth waiting for.
I still have my moments where I can’t stand to be uncomfortable one second longer, where I get anxious about how big he is getting or how we’ll finally get him out, but mostly I am chilled out and enjoying the crisp, sunny days over here. I can feel this sacred bonus time, how it’s buzzing with energy, anticipation, and togetherness. How I feel held by so many people who are thinking about us right now and holding us in their hearts.
It’s really, really good.
Tomorrow is 40 weeks. Thanks for holding us so close.