Full Moon and No Baby

Well, yesterday I was "exactly" 39 weeks pregnant, and I had hoped that with the full moon and the lunar eclipse that maybe I'd go in to labor. Oh well. New Baby isn't done cooking. New Baby has missed his/her chance to be an Aquarius like his/her mama. I had thought it might be cool if New Baby is a girl that she could be an Aquarius and a February baby like me. Especially because both my Jacobs are June babies and Geminis. I don't even believe in Astrology though, so I'm not in mourning or anything.

I wonder if there is a pregnant mama out there this far along who isn't consumed with the question of "when?" When? When? When??? I'm not sick of being pregnant or anything. I actually LOVE it. I love belly and the squirmy feeling of the baby moving around inside. I am not uncomfortable, I haven't become swollen, I generally feel cute and petable.


I won't lie though, deep down I'm pretty freaked out about the prospect of another marathon labor. I just keep praying that even if this labor develops a similar pattern to Normy's that I'll have a better attitude about it. I'm sure it will be just fine. I think we are all pretty much set up for success.

So to recap for those of you out of the loop; because Smoochy and I didn't feel 100% comfortable with the very limited attended homebirth options in Omaha. So, we decided that the best choice for us was/is the Birth and Woman’s Center here in Topeka, KS. Smoochy's family lives here so we are supported by family from all sides. That was a major factor in our decision. This Monday past I drove down to Topeka with Normy and Jack the Dog to settle in and get comfortable.

I'm staying with Jacob's mom who has gone all out for our comfort. She has transformed her formal living room into a lovely bedroom for me complete with bed, night stand, and vanity. It is BEAUTIFUL. It all looks like something out of a Southern Living magazine. Plus, you can't beat having a fire place in your bedroom!


The hardest part of this situation is the fact that Smoochy and are separated yet again. Because of the new position he has recently taken on for his employer he was not able to work out of Kansas City as I had hoped he'd be able to during this time. On the heals of him working Monday through Friday in Washington D.C. for four weeks, all I can say is this really sucks. He is making a big sacrifice for us so that we can have this birth here. I know being away from us is lonely... not to mention bad for his health. After working 12 hour days at a new and demanding position he comes home and has Doritos and whiskey & coke for dinner. He need his wifey to keep him eating veggies!!!

However, as much as I desperately miss seeing my hubby every day, I am not really worried about him missing my labor or the birth. I feel like in all probability he will have PLENTY of time to make the three hour drive from Omaha to Topeka. Even if this labor is only half as long as the last he will still enjoy over twenty hours of back rubbing, whispering words of encouragement, and slow dancing to coax our baby out. Plus, with the rest of his family, OUR family, here I won't have to be alone while I wait for him to arrive.

So there you have it. We are all set up for our birth center birth. We're just waiting for the show to start at this point. It could be tonight or any other day in the next three weeks. Yikes! What a spread!