I got up this morning at 7 a.m. In part, I was thinking that an earlier start in the day would help me get an earlier start on bedtime tonight (providing I’ll be able to sleep at all, of course). In part, I was also thinking it would be at least an hour of quiet to myself before our lives changed forever (again).
Instead, Kate was down in the kitchen with me at 7:17 a.m.
Ah, well, so much for that idea.
Tomorrow morning is our scheduled induction. One way or another, it’s probably going to be Bud’s birthday. He keeps going between being head down (good!) and in a transverse lie (not good). Wednesday, when we scheduled the induction/possible c-section: transverse. Friday at the ultrasound: head down. By Saturday night, felt like he was transverse again.
If I could describe that feeling, I would. If you’ve been pregnant, you kind of know how a head-down, soon-to-be-born baby feels in your pelvis. A transverse baby… Let’s just put it this way: baby’s head is very hard, and I can tell when it’s in there sideways as opposed to down. Just trust me on that. Let me add: doesn’t feel very comfortable. Not a lot of room in there for a baby who’s aimed the wrong way.
Today is the first Sunday of Advent, the four weeks leading up to Christmas in the Catholic calendar. It is one of my favorite times of the year. I got a lot of peace from Mass today, and I am working hard to keep that feeling with me through today and into tomorrow.
Advent is about preparation: Preparing for the birth of Jesus, for the celebration of the birth of our Savior. As I sat in church today, with the sunlight streaming through the stained glass windows, I couldn’t help reflecting about the theme of preparation.
As most women are, I’ve been pregnant nearly 40 weeks now. And after deciding on a plan of birth for the safe delivery on this baby, we’ve had about four days to really finish preparations for Bud. There seems to be a lot of clothes to sort through, laundry to do, and so on. I went out last night to pick up diapers and some other things we’ll need before coming home. Dan is installing infant seats in both cars as I type this; I have a couple more odds and ends to wrap up.
You’d a thunk we’d have this down by now.
In some ways, Dan and I are about as ready as we can be. It remains to be seen how cooperative Bud will be tomorrow morning. All-in-all, though, we’re about as ready as one ever is to grow one’s family. The idea of having a baby is different from the reality, whether it’s your first or your sixth (I imagine) – that cliché, “A baby changes everything” is a true cliché for a reason. I don’t know what our family of four will be like as a family of five (with a guardian angel Gabriel).
But I am really looking forward to finding out.