Well, tomorrow is the big day. The day I will be induced! I will just try not to think about it. Only way to get through this day. I know I will never sleep tonight unaided-my friend Shelly recommended I take a Benadryl so I can get as much sleep as I can. I barely slept last night. I ended up watching TV till like 6 AM ish. I then fell asleep so I decided to skip church today to let my body sleep when it could. I finished my latest book, "Vengeance Child" last night. The coordinator at the doctors office I go to is always teasing me about my book selection. My Mom and Dad should be getting here in a a couple hours from their brief stay at Jeni's. We are supposed to call the hospital as early as 6 AM tomorrow and they will tell us exactly what time to come in. Wade got me a special gift of People magazine to read in the hospital and forbade me to read it before then. At least I dont' have to give birth to 6 babies at a time, like Kate from John and kate plus eight.
Yesterday I went and had pedicures with Marissa and Connie. Robin treated us. My toes look beautiful. They even put acryllic over the 2 disgusting falling apart toenails so they actually look normal. I got pink toenails with flowers. Then we went out to lunch at the Old Spaghetti Factory. Later in the day, Brent treated me, Wade, Parker, and Connie to Coldstone. It was a pretty nice day in helping me to get my mind off things.
I still have the remnants of my cold. Or maybe it's allergies, or a combination. Anyways, I am still blowing my nose a lot. And getting sinus headaches too.
Little Baby Mann was so active last night. I don't know what the heck she was doing in my tummy! It was like a constant, quick, pulsing. From my understanding, I shouldn't be able to feel her heartbeat or anything. I have felt it before though-it's kinda weird the way it is very rhythmic and very obvious. Maybe she is practicing boxing.
Brent said that he went to the temple the other night and was thinking about what our baby was doing right then, and had the impression that she might be talking to his mom, maybe getting some last minute instructions. I thought that was pretty neat, and imagined her in heaven, chatting with Grandma T too, and any other passed on relatives.
Well, I guess next time you hear from me, I'll have my little girl!
October 2019: Part 1
5 years ago