When I went to the doctor last week, he was less optimistic than before about my chances of a regular delivery. At 38 weeks, 2 days, the baby was still sitting high, my cervix was closed, I wasn't contracting. My doctor said that we'll hope for progress through 41 weeks, but we should go ahead and get me on the schedule for a c-section. Because my 41st week begins on Nathan's birthday (1/25), I asked for the 26th, 27th or 28th. So, we all know that I will have a baby before February. Thank goodness.
When I went back to the doctor yesterday, the doctor I saw was reading my chart and looked a little disheartened. And then. She examined me. I was 1 cm dilated, I'd been contracting off and on all day, and the baby finally dropped! Yay, Jelly Bean! The doctor was so much more optimistic.
Since about 4 am, I've been having three or four contraction an hour, which is about 100 times more than I was having before. I have a good feeling the baby will be here before the weekend's over.