Goodnight Moon

Ummm, yeah. That stuff about full moons having gravitationally magic, baby-extracting powers? Rubbish. All of it. But in all likelihood, Miles won’t be snuggled up in my belly TOO much longer. See, I went to visit my doc yesterday, and not only am I three centimeters dilated (not that that has any predictive value whatsoever, but it sounds sorta cool, yes?), but Doc actually suggested that he go ahead and strip my membranes (ugh – sounds so yuck) right then and there. I mean, my belly’s huge – beyond huge, whatever THAT is…colossally mammoth-sized? – and he knows that we make giant babies (ironic considering how Ryan and I ain’t exactly giant ourselves). And my Lily labor was pretty darn gruesome and excruciating, if you wanna know the truth. The kid got stuck. For hours.

And seeing as how I’ve put on four more pounds (so far) this pregnancy, and how boys tend to be bigger in general, well, Doc doesn’t recommend going over my due date by much. So while I vetoed the whole membrane stripping suggestion for yesterday – it seemed too soon and freaked me out a bit and totally caught me off-guard, honestly, and I had tons of googling to do before I could fully commit to such an act – I DID (sort of) agree to do it next Tuesday the eighteenth, one day past my due date. I’m still not sure I actually wanna go through with it. I’d much prefer that Miles come out when he’s good ‘n ready, as opposed to forcing (or, in the case of membrane stripping, strongly encouraging) the issue. But I’d also prefer not to birth a ten-pounder and be even more, er, messed up this time around. Because now I’ve also got a three-year-old to think about.

Decisions, decisions.

And so, Miles, it’d be reeeally helpful if you’d just decide to come out sometime in the next few days. This is your mother speaking, the one drinking the ICEE right this very moment. It’s yummy, yes? Get a move on, kid, and there’ll be lots more where this came from…ya know, after you’ve drank a bunch of milk and stuff for a while.

Lily and I have taken it pretty easy so far this week: a little park play, a couple trips to the gym, lots of errand running, and one day we hooked up with our pals Heidi and Nancy for a little Barnes & Noble fun. I didn’t bring an actual decent photo-taking device, so here’s a crappy, blurry iPhone pic of the girls being silly on stage. Miss Nancy’s to become a big sis only a couple little weeks after Lily, though her sibling will probably cooperate and join the outside world in a timely fashion, whereas Miles will most likely choose to hang in my womb for eternity. Sigh.

 

We also tried to do some productive stuff, like put Miles’s cool Rock ‘N Play Sleeper (we love it, Sara – thank you!) together. Miles’ll snooze in this cozy contraption in Ryan’s and my bedroom the first however-many months.

In the meantime, Lily’s been honing her big sister skills by rocking her babies to sleep.

 

Smooch.