My Pregnancy Mentality was Challenged

So a week ago I posted that I wasn't done being pregnant yet, that I would be fine for another 3+ weeks, my sanity would not be affected by being pregnant longer and having a late baby, etc. Well, then Friday hit and that whole thought regime was called into question.

I went into my regular Dr appt and got checked for the first time to see if I was dilating at all. I thought that at 38 weeks that most I would be at would be like 2 cm, maybe! Well, shock of all shocks (sorry if this is tmi) I was 4 cm and 75% effaced! My Dr. gave me the number for labor and delivery and said, "start walking, you could have this baby anytime. Red heads tend to have short, intense labors". Now, I've heard of women who get to 4 cm and then sit for a while, but I didn't think I would be one of them. This news sent my mind into a panic. I still wasn't ready to have a baby! He couldn't come this soon! There is still more that I want to get done! Plus, David has finals next (meaning this) week!

Well, I called the family and put everyone on high alert, saying this baby could come anytime. I couldn't focus on anything on Friday. I was trying to take it easy so that I could avoid going into labor before David's finals hit, but then I felt this insane need to get all the last minute stuff for baby and write thank you notes, etc. We went to bed wondering if I was going to go into labor that night. I didn't.

Saturday and Sunday passed much the same. With the family on alert, every time we call they are wondering if "this is it!". By Sunday afternoon, I was exhausted from constantly being on edge, wondering if baby was going to come. On top of that, I was getting impatient and anxious for him to come--something that I have been trying to avoid, to help my sanity. I even mentally added a week to my due date to help keep myself sane at the end. (Nothing will get you ready for baby in a hurry than being told you literally could have him any second). So on Sunday afternoon I finally decided to revert back to my previous mentality--baby will come when he comes. If he comes late, okay! But I'm still going to do what I want to do during the day, and stop taking it easy because I'm going nuts "taking it easy", and waiting for him to show up!

So, back to my regular activities Monday, including my walk. Then of course Monday evening I'm having contractions and they are close together and feel a lot different than my other ones have. Have a few hours of this we go into the hospital. Only to find out I'm not in labor, and I haven't progressed any more since Friday. Talk about a let down! I may indeed be one of those who just sits for a few weeks and has to get induced anyway! That would be annoying. This baby is just a stubborn little guy, and likes the good life inside of me more than he wants to come out, obviously! Like I said, I'm okay still being pregnant, not sick of it yet. But if there is one thing that I'm excited for, about not being pregnant anymore, (besides actually having my baby) will be the fact that I won't have to go to the bathroom 20 times a day anymore!

So back to my original thought process it is, but keeping closer watch on what my body is doing. I have my next Dr. appt tomorrow. I'm curious to see if I am still the same.

And here is a week 39 picture of me!