Progress

On three fronts.

Front 1:

The Elfa guy came this morning (Monday) and installed the shelving in Twosey's closet. This was a huge step in the right direction and something we really needed to get done to start the rest of the nursery prep process. I even got to hang some of his little clothes up. The closet looks so good and is a MUCH more efficient use of space than the last shelving that was nailed, screwed and practically hot glued in there by the previous owners. Plus, Elfa is always good for resale...

Front 2:

Seeing progress on Front 1 couldn't have been more timely. I had an OB appointment today and we are 1 cm dilated!! I can't believe it. I never really had that "you are making progress" thing with Truitt. He just didn't want to come out. It's very exciting, although the appointment brought some potentially disappointing news along with its excitement.

Apparently, 2nd babies are almost always bigger than 1st babies. Truitt was a good size and measured right on time the whole pregnancy. Twosey is measuring a full 2 cm ahead at 35 weeks. So, Dr Smith said the fact that I am dilating looks promising, but if I get to 39-40 weeks, we will do a c-section since the baby will be too big to risk a VBAC. It's disappointing but really ok. After all, she is enthusiastic and open about a VBAC but I always knew that certain criteria would have to be met. The fact that there was a chance and not just an arbitrary decision based on fear of a lawsuit makes the possibility of another c-sec much more acceptable to me. I will say, several things will go very differently this time if I have the c- no baby taking, no bottle in the nursery. I will keep my baby, even if I have to take him to recovery. I have the feeling that Dr Smith will be pretty amenable. I am very lucky to have her as my OB.

Front 3:

Sleep. Sweet sweet sleep. It's been a huge issue for us for 2 years now and we are finally, finally seeing progress. Dealing with Truitt's allergies has been a huge help. The 1st two nights after he started his new allergy routine brought us 2 full nights of sleep. Pretty amazing. After he accomplished that, Ray and I felt more ready to attack the needy issue. The 1st night, I went in to his room when he woke up (which was at 2 am, another serious stretch of sleep that was foreign to this house) and stayed with him for a little while. When he was almost fully asleep I went to leave and he started to cry. I sat on the edge of the bed and just told him that we love him but that he slept alone in his bed for 2 nights and he could do it again. I assured him we would be there for him and that we would check on him if he needed us. After about 10 minutes of talking it through, he laid his head on the pillow and I left and he didn't cry again. It hasn't been flawless since, but it has been progress and we are all reeping the rewards.