Pretty soon Suzi will be able to get closer to me again.
Yesterday morning when I woke up, it felt and looked like Ivey was several inches lower than when I went to bed. I felt closer than ever to going into labor and even had several convincing contractions during the day, but they didn't get longer, stronger or closer together. We spent the morning going to yard sales, probably for the last time for a while. It was a great distraction and a way for me to get a little walking in. The find of the day was a pair of drums for Suzi. I wanted to get a picture of her playing them, but she was asleep when I got around to finding the camera, so her daddy said he'd fix that...
Anyway, when she's awake she loves them even though she's really too little for them yet.
This morning I woke up and felt less labory than I did yesterday. It is looking more and more like Ivey has a chance of being born on her Papa's (Jordan's dad's) birthday, which is August 11th. When he first suggested it I was thinking there was no way she'd be that late! Now it seems like she may be even later. I just have no idea!
I went for a walk this morning and we've spent the rest of the day at home with Suzi. Since I don't have any books about homebirth, I showed her pictures of someone else's homebirth (on Facebook). It's so cute when I tell her "see, this is the midwife" and she repeats it back to me: mid-a-wife?
The aggravating part is that I keep cleaning things over and over and over, because I could go into labor at any time. I clean them, and then I don't go into labor, and then before long they're dirty again and I'm afraid I won't have time to clean them before the baby comes. In a few days when we are holding our beautiful little newborn, this will all be funny. For now I better get back to cleaning. I've got laundry and stuff to do. I probably won't blog again before the baby is born unless I can think of something interesting to talk about, because I'm sure this is getting boring. I just keep thinking that the post I'm working on is going to be the last one, kind of like when I'm cleaning the bathrooms.