After begging, pleading, attempting to entice, and bribing the baby is still refusing to come out. Visited the OB this morning who after digging for my tonsils via my lady parts declared I may now be far enough dilated and effaced to have a smidgen of a chance of success with, yet another, induction.
So, here we go… at 6:15am off to the hospital for the second time. This time, however, she has promised we will not leave without our baby. This alone offers me some comfort in the not so pleasant process that is to come. I spent six-seven months reading, thinking, and planning my birth that is more than a bit disappointing when nothing goes as you had wanted. Not to mention the previous experience at the hospital was so unpleasant – I am less than thrilled to go back. At least our practice run taught me a few things. This time I know I don’t want a student in and out of my room, and I have a few requests that made me uncomfortable before that I am now brave enough to enforce.
Anyway, next time we are home I should have a baby, and all the things that go along with that. Till then, I am finishing up last minute things, doing laundry, cleaning house, eating an ice cream sandwich and procrastinating on the computer.
Fritz is testing out the new baby items. I see he approves of the Boppy Pillow.
