Labor Day

Soooo....it looks like this mother hen's egg is about to hatch. I went to the doctor today (Dr. Partridge, my fav) and I am now 3 1/2 centimeters dialated, my cervix has thinned more, and Parker has dropped more. Dr. Partridge was confused as to why I have not had him yet. So, she asked how I felt about being induced since I am so close. After talking about the pros with her (there weren't really any cons that she mentioned since I am having an epidural), I decided to go for it. I am scheduled to be induced at Willow Creek Women's Hospital on Wednesday morning at 6:30 (September 28th). I am very excited to see his little face. I am also excited to get the space back for my bladder. It feels as though he has been using it as his pillow. I feel very blessed to have Dr. Partridge deliver him; that is an answered prayer. Please pray for us on Wednesday if you think about it. We definitely need God's strength and endurance!

Mother Hen

I feel like a mother hen who is sitting on her eggs (in my case egg) waiting for it to hatch. Even though our due date is not until October 8th, we went to the doctor this week and found out that I have dialated to 3 and I am 70% efface. For those of you who don't know what that means, it means I am close. I am not sure if this has been good news or bad news. Good news because I'm progressing, bad news because it has been the longest week of my life! The last thing Dr. Partridge said to me as I was leaving her office was "I don't expect to see you in my office next week" (because she expected me to have the baby this week). Well, this week is almost over. It looks like I will be seeing her on Monday morning. I'm trying to mentally prepare for two more weeks of nesting, discomfort, and emotions. I don't think I am brave enough to try the caster oil Carrie.

When God Toots?

On our recent trip to DeQueen to visit my parents, we passed by this church sign. It was so funny to us that we had to turn around and take a picture. It says, "When God toots, we are gonna scoot." Sorry for the quality, it was late and we were in a hurry. Patrick and I love to read church signs such as these. They are especially good in southern small towns. We would love to assemble some of the better ones we've seen into a book someday. I think that would make for humerous reading. Don't get me wrong, I can definitely be encouraged by some church signs. Some of them (like this one) are too funny not to share.