Jogging success... or is it?

I went out for a jog again today. I am ready to have this little angel in my arms. Although it wasn't all at one time, I ended up jogging a little over a mile. It felt pretty good while I was doing it. I just didn't want to mess anything up, so I tried to not do too much. It worked! I started having contractions right after getting back from the jog. The problem... I started having chest pains, too. The contractions gradually got closer together as the day continued, but the chest pains continuously got worse. Tonight my husband put his foot down. We were going to the hospital. The checked out the baby, and he was okay. So they checked out my heart, and it was okay. So they began monitoring my contractions. Now I'm in the hospital with regular contractions that are steadily getting stronger. Maybe we'll have a baby tonight!!!

Jogging at almost 41 Weeks Pregnant

I'm trying everything to coax this little guy out of my belly so the doc won't use any pharmaceuticals to get him out. Today, at almost 41 weeks pregnant, I jogged. Crazy? Maybe. But it got some mild contractions started. The only reason I quit jogging regularly at 30 weeks was because tightening and pressure made me fear preterm labor. My doc had told me back then that it wouldn't hurt the baby as long as I paid attention to my body and didn't let it put me into preterm labor. She said I would probably have to quit by 36 weeks simply because of discomfort. I only made it to 30 weeks. But I figured it was worth a shot today. I didn't go out and jog 5 miles, 1 mile, or even half a mile. I just jogged a few house lengths, walked a few house lengths, jogged a few house lengths, etc. I paid very close attention to my body. Although the mild contractions eventually eased, it gave me hope. So my plan for tomorrow: jog!

Take the Good with the Bad

Good news from the doctor today! We are dilated to 3cm and 80% effaced. She feels pretty confident he will be here soon. The only bad thing is she wants to induce if he's not here by Monday, January 7th. So we're really hoping he comes on his own.

The hardest thing about this pregnancy has been my inability to share when I am in pain or very uncomfortable with my husband because of his problems. I have to always pretend everything is just fine because he needs my help for his own care. I have to push through every contraction, backache, and dizzy spell so I can care for him. There have been a few times that I have not been able to continue without resting, but for the most part I mask everything, put on my big girl panties, and go until I physically cannot go anymore. I sometimes feel like a single mom going through it alone with a child to care for on a daily basis. Don't get me wrong. There are days he doesn't need much help from me. But there are days he needs my undivided attention and assistance nonstop. It can be physically and emotionally draining when I am feeling horrible myself.

The upside to all of this is our constant interaction with each other has allowed him to be very involved every step of the way throughout this pregnancy. It has not been "my" pregnancy. It has truly been "our" pregnancy. How incredibly lucky I feel for that!!

A New Year

I failed miserably at keeping up with my blog last year. I have the Blogger app on my phone now, so I'm resolving to attempt to post SOMETHING every day. Some days I may have well thought out, meaningful, substantive posts with pictures, and some days it may be a simple sentence or two from my phone while waiting in the carpool line at the school. Either way I resolve to do a better job of logging our life.

To start this new year we hoped for the arrival of our baby boy. We are now two days past our due date, and he is still remaining stubborn in the womb. We go to the doctor in the morning to find out where we stand on progress. My family has been here all through Christmas awaiting his arrival, but Zac and Kerri had to head back to California today. They waited as long as they could, but they could not continue to put off going back to work. Mom and Dad are heading back in the morning after our appointment. Jax just keeps patting my belly and saying, "I'm ready to see that baby!"

I've been so focused on this baby that I haven't planned out any New Year's Goals. As I said, I resolve to keep up with my blogging better. As of right now I also resolve to map out some New Year's Goals soon. When I get them I will post them on here as a way to hold myself accountable.

For now, this little momma is going to get some rest. Happy New Year Everyone and May All Your Wishes Come True in 2013!!!