38 weeks and holding...

DISCLAIMER: I AM ABOUT TO MAKE A PREGNANCY UPDATE. For those of you who might have a weak stomach and/or are easily offended, you can stop reading now. So today I had my 38 week OBGYN appointment, and I have some great news to report. First of all, my OB said, and I quote, "You have a great cervix." Now I'm not really sure what elevates one's cervix to the status of "great", but I was proud. Even more important than my fabulous cervix, however, was the news that I am now 3 cm dilated and 60% effaced. Dr. P said that if I don't have Lydia by my appointment next Thursday, then we will schedule an induction then. She seemed pretty confident that I would have her before next Thursday if I continue to dilate at the same pace as I am now. Now it becomes real. I could potentially have a child this time next week. That's a pretty exciting/terrifying thought. Exciting because I can't wait to be a mother and be able to hold my sweet baby, love her, comfort her when she is upset, teach her things... and terrifying because I'm afraid I have no clue what I'm doing. You don't get a practice run with these things. You get two days in the hospital with nurses and doctors to help you and then they pack you up, ship you out, and wish you good luck. I was lying in bed the other night and looked at Adam and said "Babe, do you think we'll be good parents?" He said "Yeah, I mean I think we will just have to figure it out as we go." Not exactly the vote of confidence I needed (i was hoping for a "We'll be the best parents ever!) but he was right. I think parenthood is just one of those things you have to figure out as you go. One thing is for sure, there will be lots of praying going on in the Madi household and sweet Lydia will be loved beyond belief.

My apologies

So, one of my dearest friends, Beth, informed me that the whole world probably doesn't care to be alerted about the status of my vajayjay. So to those of you who were offended by knowing that I am 2 cm dilated and 50% effaced, I apologize. A funny thing happens when you're pregnant, especially nine months pregnant. You suddenly lose all inhibitions and modesty. Maybe its due to the fact that you're morbidly obese (what could be worse, right?), or maybe its the fact that various complete strangers responsible for bringing your baby into the world have seen your junk. I don't know, but either way, I'm strangely comfortable with sharing all of my experiences with you guys. However, for your sake, I will leave out the unnecessary details.

My first post!

With baby Lydia well on her way, I decided it might be neat to start a blog to document my adventures as a new mom, so here goes nothing. Yesterday I had my 37 week appointment with my OBGYN. Turns out, Lydia might be closer than we thought. I was dilated 2 cm and 50% effaced. 4 cm dilated with contractions is considered active labor, so the doctor said if I start experiencing any contractions to call. So now I play a waiting game. I've successfully scrubbed every single entire inch of our house, organized the kitchen pantry and our closet as well as color coded all of Adam's tshirts. I'm not sure, but I think I may be nesting. Hoping for Lydia to come sometime in the next week before I start scrubbing our toilets with toothbrushes. More updates to come!