I almost titled this blog entry "Pointless Speculation" because of the very fact that speculating has absolutely nothing to do with causing action to take place, but I wanted to sound more optimistic than that. :) Still, wishful speculation doesn't put one into labor . . .
Today, I am exactly 14 days away from my official due date (May 20th). At this point, most people would just be beginning to prepare for the imminent arrival of their newborn. I, however, feel as if I have been ready and waiting for the past month. I knew all along that this was a foolish thing to do, but this girl just can't help herself sometimes. :) The thought process that made me "sure" that I would have the baby right around now may be explained by the statistics below:
Elijah's due date - Feb. 2, 2002
date of birth - Jan. 17, 2002
born 15 days BEFORE his due date
Ethan's due date - September 8, 2004
date of birth - September 5, 2004
born 3 days BEFORE his due date
Kaden's due date - March 18, 2006
date of birth - March 5, 2006
born 13 days BEFORE his due date
Like I said, I know that the above statistics don't necessarily prove that this baby will also come early, but the fact that I also dilated and effaced earlier than normal had me hopeful as well. :) I have been told that the more times you are pregnant, frequently the earlier you begin to progress, but that didn't stop me from hoping. Also, the Braxton-Hicks contractions have been regular for over a month now as well. I'm beginning to think that's it's a little ridiculous that a "seasoned" mother of three wouldn't recognize true labor from "practice" contractions. Ah well, each pregnancy and labor is unique, so how can one predict how each will go?
So, what's your bet? I still think I will go into labor sometime before May 10th, but each day that I feel good (such as today) discourages me. I felt more ready to have a baby a week ago than I do today. I am always exhausted, but the contractions and crampiness seem to be less regular. I have actually been sleeping halfway decently (considering the big ol' belly and all . . . ) and haven't noticed any differences in my ability to breathe or a break from the heartburn which might signal that the baby has "dropped." We are doing all the sorts of things that are supposed to bring about labor (minus Castor oil - that one just seems WAY too messy and uncomfortable to me) and still, I feel pretty good. My positive spin on this is that perhaps my body is allowing me to be at my best right before the true work begins. If I could get my energy level up, I'd feel like I was nearly at the top of my game. For this, I feel blessed! :)
I'd love to hear your personal stories of the days preceding your labors, if you'd like to share. Every one's story is so different and unique, and it's nice to see how everyone has progressed. Please share here as a blog comment, or leave a comment on facebook. I'd love the distraction of your stories if you have the time. :)
The end is inevitable, to be sure. I will just have to bide my time and be patient.