It was check-up time for Orange Seed today. No major news to report - she is head down, has a strong heartbeat, all mommy's levels and numbers and vitals are good and so...basically...ain't nothing happening. That said, we do have an ultrasound and internal exam scheduled for next Thursday. I never thought I would say this about an internal exam from the OBGYN (Ladies, are you with me?), but YAHOO! Even if the result is nothing more than "no progress", just knowing that someone has actually looked and the result is official will be nice. Though logically I understand that there is no reason for them to do an internal exam every time I'm in, especially when nothing is happening for me water-breaking/contraction/bleeding-wise, still...you do wind up sitting around at this point in a little bit of denial. Every appointment is the same. Every day feels pretty much the same. You can't help but sort of fade into this stage of thinking where you KNOW the big day is coming...but you don't really believe it. And I don't even mean that in a forlorn, woe is me kind of way. Though I am anxious and excited for Orange Seed to get here, this lessening sense of reality in relation to the birth hasn't made me feel sad. I just feel this sense of acceptance - things are still the way they've always been. Why would they change? That feeling is so strong, in fact, that the idea of Orange Seed showing up early hasn't even entered my head. I'm pretty darned convinced she's going to be late, if anything. Who knows though...maybe my lack of belief in her ability to be on time will work a jedi-mind trick on her - reverse psychology. If she is as strong-willed as we expect her to be, then maybe just knowing that we don't believe she will be here on time will encourage her to make a quicker entrance. Lord knows it is hard to believe that she needs anymore development time. She is a strong little lady who seems like she may come out ready to run, let alone to just be a typical little newborn.
On that note, our little Orange Seed, according to the books and the doc, is now about the size of a watermelon. A watermelon, people! Last night Chris and I were reminiscing about the days when she was her original little Orange Seed self. Hard to believe that was ever true. Hard to believe that I was ever unsure of her movements or her existence. Nowadays, she truly rules the roost and I am just along for the ride. And this is what the ride is looking like nowadays:
We took better pics with the other camera, but for some reason the computer doesn't want to recognize that card right now. We'll post those when we can get all our fancy equipment to start working together again.
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