My almost final visit to the doctor…

I was so hoping for a “you’re dilated 5 cm and 90% effaced” message yesterday when I went for my 39 week check up – or even a little more dilated than 2cm, but unfortunately what I got instead was “Everything is still the same” – What?? Are you kidding me? Is he EVER going to come out? I’m going to be pregnant this time next week is what you are telling me?

I wasn’t really very happy – and then I got less happy – she decided she wanted to do an ultrasound – which would normally be awesome, but J hadn’t come, and she seemed to be hiding something – I didn’t like the sound of this. So I questioned her about it – Why are we doing this? Her response was because she thought I was “hiding” the baby really well and that he was a lot larger than she had thought he was going to be – so off to the ultrasound tech for seeing how big our little man was…and was he big! Currently, he is measuring in the 80th percentile of newborn babies – he is a whopping 8 lbs, 7 oz, and still has a week of baking left! They said the fact that he is so low means he “fits”, so I should hopefully have no problem with delivery, but that I’m going to be laboring a lot longer than I would if he was the original 7 lbs, 5 oz that she had assumed he would be three weeks ago – yes, just three weeks ago!

I really want him to come naturally and not have to induce, so I have started really trying to get him ready – we walked almost three miles yesterday at the track, I had spicy food, and did stairs when I got home. All of this to no avail – I was really tight with Braxton Hicks contractions all night last night, but no real progress that I can tell.
I have had severe pelvic pains this morning, but I don’t know if he’s on a nerve, or if he’s so large that he’s sitting on it, or maybe, just maybe I’m in the really early stages of labor – I’m not holding my breath though. We’ll see what this weekend holds – I’m sure ready to meet our little Tucker Wiley – I just can’t wait!
We are ready – Bags packed. Check. Camera Ready. Check. Camcorder Charged (My parents just bought us one for the hospital!). Check.
All we need is little Tucker – I’m sorry if I’m driving all of you crazy with my concentration only on one thing the past few weeks, but really, there is not much more that I can even think about – other than just getting him here!

Hope you have a great weekend!

Baby Tucker's Arrival...or planned arrival

I am ready for this baby!  I don't know about all the other ladies who have been pregnant, but the anticipation of when this little man is going to enter our lives is about to kill me.  Tucker is due on Sunday, February 6th (A Superbowl baby), but if he has not arrived by February 11th, then we will be arriving at Baptist Women's at 4am for them to induce - he will arrive that day! I had really thought he would already be here, and since he's not, I'm stuck on the thoughts of when he will arrive, will I know I'm in labor, will I have time to get to the hospital, can I really endure labor, and all those other things that run through your mind as a huge pregnant woman with crazy hormones!

I go back to the doctor tomorrow for another check up, and I'm sure she'll say the same thing - no change, and I'm going to be so sad!!  I'm just ready for him to make his appearance and change our lives forever.  We were laying in bed this morning and I asked J what our plans were for Saturday - his response was "coming home from the hospital," which I'm sure won't be the case - but this weekend (if Tucker hasn't arrived), will be the last weekend of being married - just the two of us - FOR THE REST OF OUR LIVES...what a crazy thought.  We'll be sharing our house with little people for the next 20-30 years!  I'm so excited about this new journey we are embarking on, but I just wonder where the time has gone.  We have been married three years, but I don't feel like it's been enough time of just the two of us - and yet, it will have to be. 

I can't wait to hold little Tucker in my arms and see how much he looks like his daddy - and the resemblances he has of me, and to think that he's a product of us, that we are going to raise this little boy to become a Man of God.  I just can't even imagine how amazing it's really all going to be.

I can't believe I'm posting this photo, but here's me at 39 weeks and 2 days...no make up and just woke up!

Come on Tucker Wiley!