33 weeks

For months now the boys ask when the baby is coming. So I began telling them "when the fireworks come". My thinking was around the 4th of July. Saturday night the boys went with my mom to SummerFest where they had a fireworks show. So the boys asked if it was time for the baby. And I began to think maybe so.....Around 7:00 yesterday evening I began having a lot of contractions. They were coming every 6-8 minutes for quite a while. My dad came over and he and Ryan gave me a blessing. Although faith can move mountains, I was suprised to eventually fall asleep and I made it to my doctors appt. this morning! So far today they haven't been closer than 15 minutes!! Hooray I am 33 weeks! Well the Group B Strep came back positive, no big deal, just need antibiotic during labor and delivery. I am dialated to a 1, also not a big deal. Our little guy is head down and engaged and obviously anxious to get here, as am I for him to be here, especially because he has dropped and I am seriously uncomfortable. Considering all that has been going on the doctor recommended today that I stay in bed two more weeks. So rather than being up for Fathers Day, I am to remain in bed until the 28th of June, then all is good and he can come anytime after that without concern for typical "preemie" issues. Our hopes are that by 35 weeks he will be well over the 5lb mark and also eat on his own really well, avoiding NICU. The thinking is that once I do get up this baby will probably be here in hours rather than days so staying down a little longer is preferred. So although I am grateful that I have no limitations after 35 weeks (instead of 36) I am a little sad that I have 2 more weeks in this awful bedroom! I cannot wait to get these walls painted!! Its so ugly in here and believe me I have probably studied every little imperfection of this place, even trying to count how many times the ceiling fan rotates in a minute (quickly gave that up after feeling sea sick, I am on a water bed). So the doctor scheduled my next appt. for the 29th because in his words "we'll probably see you before then anyway" So only 2 more weeks and then we should have this baby! I guess the garden can wait the 2 weeks, but I hear it calling my name and I sing back, hoping the love I have for it can take care of it until my body is able. Thanks for everything and all of your prayers and love, Dakota