I stated a few weeks ago that my scheduled induction for May 17th was man’s best plans, unless God showed otherwise.
I imagined ‘otherwise’ to reveal an earlier birthdate.
Today, baby8 is still cooking. I feel really done.
Yesterday was rough. I’d made numerous arrangements affecting a multitude of people, completed my lengthy nesting-list , and I was shocked to have the birth cancelled today.
Thursday, I awoke at 4am feeling alert and ready for the day began. I headed to the store before 8am to finish up last minute shopping, picked up my sweet friend Kristina at 9:30, and arrived at hospital at ten.
I couldn’t remember what my amniocentesis with Judah had felt like, but as soon as the needle penetrated my belly it was too familiar! Ouch! Judah’s was a quick in and out, however, Salisbaby8 was about 3-5 minutes of intense pain. That’s a long time, friends! My uterus had a massive Contraction from the needle, and baby moved immediately into the needle and space the Doctor was Sampling from. I breathed purposefully, while my uterus remained contracted, and the doctor kept asking baby to move away! I had to focus on not passing out… It hurt.
After a few hours, Kristina and I went to lunch, yum … And enjoyed our girl time.
Dr. Grace called at 4:00 with the shocking news … Baby’s amniotic fluid didn’t pass the number showing his lungs were developed.
I had a tantrum and cried!
He’s 7-8 pounds, I’m hurting, and I’ve delivered multiple babies before this gestation. Speculation is my insulin shots have delayed lung development.
Irv had a meeting in the evening and I was so blessed to have two friends and children spontaneously hang out and provide dinner.
Irv returned home from his meeting and invited me on a 10:00pm date to Friendlys. We had fun, but didn’t sleep well, LOL.
I know God wants me to trust Him in the details.
So, I walk forward. I have another NST Monday. Possible baby-day Wednesday.
In the meantime, I’m praying about my new nesting-list.
I was planning to skip the garden planting this year, but today we purchased supplies and hope to plant this weekend as a family. We also hit some yard sales while we were out and I acquired some needed
baby items. A picnic at the park was a lovely break in the day … Just wonderful.
I attempted to attend the Ladies Dessert Fellowship at church tonight, but I returned home due to my regular, evening, intense mid-back pain.
This weekend holds sunshine, 4 soccer games for Ving at a tournament nearby, hopeful garden planting, church and naps!
I’m battling fear. Fear of the baby dying in my belly, fear of delivering unexpectly and unassisted like with Eden, fear of pain, and the fear of the unknown.
Just being honest. And, I’m not an anxious person! But it’s a battle.
Trusting God’s opening and closing of doors, His timing and His love.