7 days....

This is it folks! One week left. I can't wait! I want to snuggle my little guy, and smell that sweet newborn smell, and listen to those sweet little coos.

I am however super tired or ultrasounds, stress tests, blood tests, never ending hospital visits, and drs appts. It is growing really really old.

So far I have been right on the borderline of really bad for the baby. That in turn has caused a whole heap of extra stress for me. The other day I found out that every time I have a tiny contraction (Pretty much couldn't even feel the ones she was pointing out) that his heart rate is dropping 50 points. I don't even want to know what is happening during the big ones! With the cord around his neck so tight, I guess that effects things more. His heart rate is dropping from 140 to 90. But with Utah State law his heart rate would have to be dropping 60 points in order to be determined too much distress. I would think that any distress is too much distress personally, but oh well.

I have two more days of crap at the hospital, and one more drs appt, and then I will have my sweet baby here!

We are first on the schedule as far as c-sections go, so I can have in my arms by hopefully 9 am on Wednesday morning!

I finally took back the living room today. It is no longer Bed-rest Central! The bed is gone, and the swing is all set up and ready for my little sweetie :) My house has been scrubbed down, laundry done. I have one more batch of dishes from dinner tonight, and one more load of laundry, and I can rest.

7 more days. Can I make it? Sure hope so!