Our birth plan.

First and foremost, we don’t have one! While I am constantly seeking to control things, I have been very calm and peaceful about the thought of birth and decided that the less information and the less planning I did, the better.

As I mentioned in my previous post I will be induced 1.5 weeks early as there are mixed reviews in carrying to term in moms with type 1 diabetes. Based upon Finley’s last growth scan, she should weigh between 8 and 8.5lbs. - a healthy baby girl! It’s weird to imagine, but this time next week I’ll be in the hospital preparing to meet our little girl sometime over the weekend. Finley’s fur sister Lola will turn 6 years old on Saturday the 13^th and we’re hoping that our girls will share a birthday.

So what I do know about labor and delivery is that:

-          I will most likely enter the hospital on Thursday for cervical ripening with cytotek. As my Dr. said to me this week, “she’s in your tonsils.” It appears that I’ve created too good a home for her and according to my cervix; she’s not ready to come out anytime soon. I will head to the OB’s just prior to heading into the hospital for one last check and see but mentally I’m prepared for this additional step.

-          I’ve been told that the process of labor and delivery (burning calories without eating any food) will be a lot like a “chemistry experiment” in terms of managing my diabetes. I will be in the high risk unit and will finger prick a lot, be on an insulin drip and glucose drip, and just try to work to balance everything. Both my OB and Finley’s Perinatologist will monitor both of us very closely.

-          Induction will begin early Friday morning and I’m told it could take 24-hours of pitocin prior to getting into labor- yikes!

-          The hubs and I are prepared for the long haul and don’t anticipate this being a speedy delivery.

What I do know is that as I’ve been reflecting on past blog posts, I’m very much looking forward to every drop off sweat and tear I shed in the process of bringing Finley into this world. Reading this post the world I know now from the world I knew then seems so distant and it’s merely been 37.5 weeks. I cannot explain how much my heart has grown these last 38 weeks and how much my love will grow for this precious baby I’ll meet so soon.

I ask that you pray for our next adventure and the journey getting there next week. God is so good!