6 Days and Counting

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Yesterday for several hours I felt the baby working its way down lower and lower. When I got home from coop Dale said my stomach had changed, obviously it had dropped.  At 7:00 I started timing contractions. Four hours I had them. I sat on the exercise ball for about half an hour a few times, which seemed to get things going once they slowed down, but at 1AM when there was no sign of baby I finally went to bed.

It seems like such a mean trick to feel all these new things everyday and none of them put me into labor.
Dale, in his sweet way, said before I went to bed, "I'm sorry you didn't have your baby yet." I didn't cry. Its not that desperate. Yet...

I know it will happen when everything is right and rushing that is a mistake. God made my body perfectly. It's just my nature to help when circumstances are not the way I think they should be!!

On a happy note, I am back under the 40 pound mark. I was very, very nervous 4 weeks ago when I gained 4 pounds between weekly visits, that I'd gain another 10 before this was all said and done. With a lot of prayer and a little restraint I have been able to scale back my sugar consumption. In turn my eating is considerably more controlled.

I will tell you this. After over a week, maybe two, of limiting sugar, I made peanut butter oatmeal butterscotch chocolate chip bars to take to church. I tasted one and couldn't stop going back to them. I felt and probably looked like Cookie Monster! And then my stomach ached for hours... I can't let my guard down. Not for a single minute! I can't do it on my own either. The Lord is my strength in ALL things!

Thanks for checking in on me. I will keep you posted!

Lvb

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