(Debbie Does Drivel)

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Today was the day I was originally told I'd deliver the baby.
I had it marked on my calendar and whenever anyone asked my due date, I'd answer "February 10."

Now, it's apparently been moved to Feb. 17. Either way, I'm approaching the end of the pregnancy and I don't feel physically ready, other than extreme tiredness during the day.

We go to the doctor tomorrow to find out if I'm getting any closer to delivery. Also, this is the appointment where I'll have my membranes "swept." Given how much it freaking hurts to have my doc's gloved hand inserted into my birth canal, I know the sweeping process will not be pleasant.

Last weekend, the doula stimulated acupressure points on various parts of my body to jumpstart labor and I'd hoped that would get things going...but alas, not to be. I'm going to have her give it another try tomorrow.

Plus, I haphazardly visualize flowers opening to simulate my pelvis parting for birth, and I sometimes chant "open, open," in an attempt to mind meld my cervix into doing my bidding. I'll let you know if my cervix subjugated itself to my post-hypnotic suggestion tomorrow...

Comments (7)

Tim:

Consider it the last few ticks of the roller coaster as it climbs the steep hill on it's way to the crazy ride to the finish. You're both in for the most difficult and most satisfying experience of your life. I enjoy reading your blog and wanted to wish you a safe and comfortable delivery.

Posted by Tim | February 12, 2004 9:56 AM

Posted on February 12, 2004 09:56

Kate:

Good luck! I can't believe how much more optimistic you sound now that you've enlisted the doula.

Posted by Kate | February 13, 2004 7:40 AM

Posted on February 13, 2004 07:40

m.:

Oh, oh, oh. I had my membranes stripped too and all I can do is offer you my sympathies.

I hope it speeds right along from here.

Posted by m. | February 15, 2004 2:33 AM

Posted on February 15, 2004 02:33

Arry: