I had a cervical check 10 days ago, and I was 1 cm dilated and 60% effaced. I had another one today. Same. My due date is Monday, but I'm not getting a sense that things will be happening soon. You never know, but I'm thinking not.
Things are coming together, though, in my typical foot-draggy way. Work is getting to a point where it'll be OK for me to step away. My part of the book chapter has been submitted. Baby laundry done. Kitchen getting close (I think the contractors will probably be there to greet us when we come home from the hospital, though).
One thing I didn't mention earlier is that my Dad had heart surgery (aortic valve replacement) a couple of weeks ago. He's recovering quite nicely, considering it's a rather significant procedure. They're not sure that it will solve all of his cardiac problems, but it's a start. I'm just so glad that he's finally getting help. Several months ago, he resisted until he was at the point of collapse. Now, he's all about getting treatment and following his regimen. Thank God. We want him to be around to watch this baby grow up.
Oh, and that reminds me. M. turned 39 a few weeks ago -- a weird milestone for him, because that's how old his mother was when she died. And though it's been 25 years, her absence tends to make his big life events bittersweet. I know those of you who have lost a parent feel the same. And that's why I'm so glad that my father finally took some action.
Ummmm, okay. That's about it I guess. I'll let you know if anything interesting happens.
Here's the little guy. Birth story to follow.