Undressing from the Waist Down

The month of Davis’s arrival is finally upon us. I can’t believe it. I have been certain for the past 8 months, that all of this was a dream and that my growing belly was just a sign of some weird thing that happens after reaching 30. But, alas, I can deny it no longer. I am going to be someone’s mother. Our lives really are going to change and there really are going to be three Floyd’s in our family instead of two.

We went to the doctor on Thursday – my real doctor. She actually owns the practice, so I feel as if I can trust what she tells me. We were escorted into the ultrasound room where I became very nervous because it was the first time in many months I was asked to undress from the waist down. All my other doctor’s visits up to this point had been fun and games – measure the uterus, listen to the baby’s heartbeat, smile and ask our silly little questions. But, when they ask you to undress, you know the unpleasant is about to occur.

That’s not the only reason my nerves were on edge. Just before going into the ultrasound room, I was informed that one of the girls I have been to all my classes with was over at the hospital in labor. So, as I sat in the ultrasound chair, undressed from waist down, the whole birthing process became reality to me. If she was giving birth, it wasn’t going to be long before I was going to have to do the same. As we waited for Dr. Richmond, my palms began to sweat and my heart began to race. I told Tracy I didn’t think I would be able to do it. They were going to have to find another way to get Davis out. Now, mind you, I was just going in for a check up at the doctor’s office. Can you imagine what’s going to happen and what Tracy is going to have to deal with when we actually have to go to the hospital? It may not be pretty.

Doctor Richmond finally arrived and I explained my hesitation about giving birth. I even told her I may need to go back and take the birthing class over again. She said, “Maybe it wouldn’t hurt for you to go tour the hospital one last time before it’s time for the baby.” She was only joking, but I bet she is already making plans to call one of the other doctors when I go into labor so she doesn’t have to deal with the “Crazy Lady.”

After our conversation, she once again placed the belly jelly on my stomach and began to roll the ultrasound device around. The first thing we saw was Davis’s head, facing downward, in position for arrival. He decided to face the direction of the ultrasound machine, so we got to see a front facing image of his eyes, nose, cheeks and mouth. Dr. Richmond said she didn’t think he had much hair. It’s amazing that you can even see that on the ultrasound. We saw his heart beating, his spine, a hand, and all his boy parts. The doctor said it was definitely safe to cut the tags off – no doubt it is a boy. At this point, the estimated current weight is 6.6 pounds. She said he could come anytime now. I am measuring 36 weeks, which means my actual estimated due date is still October 31st. If he decides to incubate for that long, we could have a whopping 8 to 9 pounder on our hands. Let’s just say that realization didn’t help my sweating palms or my racing heart in the least.

Thankfully, all is well. I don’t feel as if I am growing as rapidly as I was a few weeks ago. Even though I have gained a total of 34 1/2 pounds, I still don’t appear to have gained much of anywhere besides my belly. In the not too far future, Davis will be here, the belly will subside, and our lives will change permanently – for the better.

One thought on “Undressing from the Waist Down”

  1. I was very nervous about giving birth also. They thought that Dalton was already over 8lbs….couldn’t imagine that coming out of my body. He ended up being 7lbs 13ozs…so the ultrasound may not be exactly right. But….once you get in there and get in the moment you just want to see that sweet little face as soon as possible. So don’t be nervous and just remember you won’t be in labor forever.

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