37 week appointment

Last night I was pooped. exhausted. spent.
We've got a lot going on at the house. I gave every ounce of energy and probably did too much to prepare for today.

I also have been doing my exercises for helping this sweet baby to move. But, honestly feel like he's moved a lot, just not necessarily where he's supposed to be...head down.

Last night was not a good night of sleep. I was surprised b/c I was so exhausted I thought nothing could keep me up. But these achy hips of mine said otherwise. I probably didn't get to sleep until about 12:30, and then at 1:30 began the every 5 minute hip rotation.

On my way to the appointment, I felt the same movements I did last week. I felt body parts down low, thinking again that he might shake hands with Dr. H. But, experience told me that it was probably feet instead. I knew that would be ok, but was just one little thing to send over the edge an emotionally and physically exhausted momma. I almost started crying. But, kept it together instead. I know God has got this whole thing.

Dr H examined me and said he feels head down! I was so surprised. He confirmed with a quick sono, and oh that beautiful face gets me every time. He's head down, facing right, spine along my left side, bottom up, and feet over to the right. So, ironically what I felt this morning likely WAS a hand.

Man, God is good.

I'm not dialated or effaced and at -3 station. Good with me. At this point, I don't feel anxious about that at all. He'll come when it is time.
Dr. H recommended I walk to help secure this boy's downward position. Kir recommended some swats as well. Both sound so much better than the crazy positions I was in.

And the house? 3 crews were at the house when I got home, working SOOO HARD to get these floors done as soon as possible. God took care of all of my worries today, albeit small ones, I know.

Thank you, Lord, for being sooo incredibly good to us. And, thank you for another day.