Katy and her friend Ella, next door (as evidenced by our house in the background - their house is in the background of so many of our pictures...)
The word from the doc this week is the same: 1.5 cm dilated, 50% effaced, but the cervix was "further forward." I'm not sure what that means, but she said it was good. She shrugged and said, "I'm not expecting anything this week. But we'll see." So we're still chugging along.
There's one reason I'm really thankful for this: I've come down with a cold and have essentially lost my voice. It's not a terrible cold, but it's keeping me up at night more (as if I wasn't already waking up enough!) and is just annoying. I think it would be nice to get past this little ailment before the delivery, but of course it's not a huge deal. Last week I was feeling desperate to have this kid, but this week I feel like I could wait a while. So we'll see...
And now... a funny Katy story:
At some point during the day, I usually let Katy pick out and watch a video. I think if you were to ask her, she would call this the highlight of her day. She will frequently go over to the cabinet where the DVD's are, pat the glass, put on her cutest face, and ask, "Watcha bideo? Watcha bideo?" If you answer in the positive: giggling, laughing, and dancing follow.
So today she came up and asked me for a video right before naptime. I was on the phone, and in a distracted manner, I said, "in a minute." But when I got off the phone, instead of putting in a video, I informed her that it was naptime. Not good news. Tears, and I mean real tears of sadness, not tantrum tears, ran down her face. As I put her in the crib she was crying, "Bideo! Bideo!" So as I walked out of the room, I promised, "After nap, honey, you can watch a video."
Fast forward an hour or so, and I heard the familiar Mommy-calling from her bedroom after the blissful silence of her sleep. As I walked down the hall to her room, I wondered if she would remember that I had promised a video. So I cracked open the door to barely peek into the room, and she stood up with a huge hopeful grin on her face, "BIDEO?!?" Not even a greeting for Mommy, it was as if she'd been dreaming about that video the entire nap. With a memory like that, I think I'm in trouble... and I better watch what I say.