One Day

With this pregnancy, I was a little more nervous. With Sarah being born premature, we were a little worried that this baby would be too.

We never really had a "solid" answer on why Sarah was born early.

She just stopped moving around - so we think the placenta stopped working. So this time I started having non-stress tests at the end of my 7th month.

I would go in every week for one. Usually it took about an hour.

Our little baby didn't want to cooperate all the time. He/she would nap during the test. A chocolate chip cookie or a handful of m&m's would do the trick most of the time.

While I was pregnant with our 7th child, I was reading the Twilight series.

I had not completely read a "just for fun" book since Brandon was born.

The Twilight books are long, but so good.

(And the name of our child is a coincidence.)

Right around my due date, I went in for my weekly check-up.

Tom was with me when my doctor checked to see if I was dialated at all.

I was 3 cm! I clapped and smiled.

My doctor asked us if we wanted to have our baby the next day.

We answered with a very happy "Yes!"

My parents were in town. They were at our home when I called them to see if they wanted to meet their newest grandchild the next day.

It was exciting!

Tom and I decided to go look for some music at the store. We always bring music, but never end up listening to it at the hospital.

The only one I really remember is Coldplay for Noah. I think the song "Yellow" will always remind me of being pregnant with Noah aka Snowman.

This time I couldn't find anything I wanted. I think I was just feeling a bit nervous. We went to Ruby Tuesday to eat lunch and talk about what was going to happen the next day. Also sort of a "tradition" -- We had a few with restaurants. We would take a name book out with us (usually Red Lobster) to look for a name for our baby, going out to lunch and eating something spicey to try and start labor (usually On The Border), and on the way home from the hospital we'd stop to eat lunch with our new baby (usually Panera.)

It was nice to know when we were going to go to the hospital.

No big pressure on getting there on time or finding someone to watch our other children when labor started.

We went home, my mother stayed the night, and we tried to sleep.

We were one day away from meeting our child.