...and thinking of any and every way I could help jump start this thing! Let's do this! So I tried Zumba! (Had to have been hilarious to watch this big belly shake her thang;) Annnd...nothing. Spicy food, eggplant parm, daily walks, "running" stairs... I watched the days tick by. After two weeks of this, the doctor said those beautiful words, "No matter what, you're having a baby tomorrow!" Thank goodness. It was Thursday morning, May 30. I went back to work after the doctor because, well, why not. Our bags were packed. We were as ready as we'd ever be. Finished out the work day, went home, turned on Parks and Recreation(love that show!), and waited. Finally 8pm and time to check into the hospital. They monitored me overnight to see if I'd start labor on my own. Silly doctors, of course not. Between me and Hank, our baby is waaay to chill to come on her own;) 7am Friday morning May 31, a seriously angelic nurse comes in and starts me on pitocin. And labor starts.
Here are some more pictures:)
to this beautiful baby girl.
"Stand still, and consider the wondrous works of God." Job 37:14