Dangerous Wonder

Actually, the phrase "news flash" is probably misleading as there really isn't anything new to tell, but update just sounded so boring. I saw my Dr today and haven't changed my cervix AT ALL in the last week. I'm still "barely" 2cm dilated, 50% effaced and my cervix is still tilted pretty far back. None of these are good indicators of pending labor. Now for the kicker... my Dr is leaving town tomorrow to go elk hunting for 5 days! The practical side of me says "good for him". After all he does need a life and I don't pay him enough to be at my every beck and call. However, the emotional/hormonal side of me says "how dare he"! :) Even though I'm getting tired of waiting around for Abi to come (I'm pretty much nested out!), I want to wait to have her now until he gets back; which won't be until after my due date. I know though that if God decides to start labor before that that I will be ultimately ok. I need to put more trust in God and less in the specifics of who delivers me. On that note, I'm also starting to get a little apprehensive about doing this again. My memories from Dean are still a little too vivid. The modern day focus for most in having a baby is to have a "good experience". I admit I am no different. It would be nice to have a smooth, non-eventful, play cards till it's time to push kind of delivery. I know so many for whom having a baby is a routine non-news worthy event. I pray that this one could be like that and not the stuff of folk lore! :) Well, all who read this can keep me in their prayers that I will be at peace and have a "good experience" delivery!

On another note: Dean is becoming so much more vocal these days. Well, at least in words I can now understand. He's always been a talker when in small crowds or alone, but we never could understand what he was saying. Now we are beginning to recognize more words and he is also able to sign one small sentence, "More...., Please!" He's very proud of himself and his ability to communicate. He's saying: cracker, bye-bye, go, no, ball, baby, amen, teddy, beep-beep, and milk (sounds like me-me). It's nice for me to realize just how much he understands of what we are saying and talk to him with that understanding. He likes to push his boundaries and is finally developing some courage. The other day he crawled out our back door onto the rocks and had fun playing in the dirt and rocks. I do find it odd that he is willing to crawl on rocks, but not the soft lush grass at the park. What a silly boy!