38 Weeks

Monday night I thought my water had broken, so Jake and I went to the hospital to get it checked out. The car was all packed and ready to go as Jake held my hand super-tightly to make sure I didn't slip on the stairs or sidewalk. As you must have guessed, my water had not broken yet so we came home after being at Memorial for over two hours. To console my disappointment, we stopped to get milkshakes.

Jake says he now feels way more prepared to deal with the actual birth. He was ghost-white and holding my hand so tightly I thought he might squeeze it off while we were at the hospital. "Now that I know what we need to do, I feel much more comfortable."

I had another doctor's appointment yesterday, and I am now dilated to 3 cm. We're making some slow progress, but at least it's progress. There is a pool here at AARP--they've got days picked all the way up to Christmas Eve. I guess we'll just have to wait and see who is right.


One more thing: I've really been blessed to have such wonderful friends and family to support me. None of you will ever know how much we appreciate all the kind words of encouragement, enthusiasm, and well wishes. And I don't want to forget Jake--I am forever grateful to have him in my life. I know the whole concept of having a child can be so terrifying if you allow it be and he has been nothing but 100% supportive and loving these nine months.