Countdown

Well, Amy has been on bed rest for nearly two weeks now and she's slowly developing cabin fever.  She's not the one to sit and do nothing.  But who is I guess?  Everyone wants to rest and relax more, until you're told that's your only option.  Then it's a different story.  But she's hanging in there.  Reading books (thank goodness for the Nook) like crazy and watching TV.  Those are really her only two options.  However, it doesn't seem like she'll have too much longer to endure her forced exile.

See, today she had a doctor's appointment and we found out we may be closer to meeting Little Miss than we anticipated.  Now don't get me wrong, we knew we had a slim-to-none chance of making it to the scheduled C-section on June 18. With as difficult as this pregnancy has been and the fact that the boys both came early, we figured 39 weeks was stretching it.  Today, that was confirmed.  Stella is currently measuring at about 5 lbs, 7 oz and is head down.  That in itself is yet another first for us because the boys were both breech the entire time, never flipping.  Another surprise was the fact that Amy is already dilating, slightly but still dilating nonetheless.  Given all of these factors, the doctor thinks it's only a matter of time!

We are pretty much prepared, as much as we're going to be at least.  Amy's bag is packed, Stella's bag is packed, her room is ready.  She's the only thing missing really.  I'd be lying if I said I wasn't a bit nervous.  I'm not sure why though.  It's not like we didn't know this was coming.  It's just been such a long journey and suddenly it's here, like it snuck up on us.  Excited.  Nervous.  Eager.  Anxious.  Happy.  Such a mixture of emotions as we get ready to see her!

I'd like to have included a new picture of Stella, but Amy didn't get one from today's ultrasound.  Bummer.  It looks as though the next time we'll see her, we will actually be seeing her!  Not just a black and white ultrasound shot!  Crazy!  So we continue to pray and prepare, living each day one at a time because it could very well be THE day!

All is well, in the home stretch, in Drosche Land.