So I secretly thought Everly might try to make an appearance on Labor Day because it just seems appropriate. Unfortunately, there are no signs of labor yet. Every day we are growing more and more anxious to meet our baby girl. Danny keeps telling her that by a vote of 3-0 (Danny, Bama, and me) she has been evicted from the condo in my belly but she refuses to leave. Her new nickname is "The Squatter".
The doctor told us last week that I was about 70% effaced and that my cervix was "ripe". However she also told us that my birth canal was a little narrow so if Everly is over 8 pounds then I would probably have trouble delivering her. To be precise her exact words were, "Your birth canal is not bad, but I've seen better". That's always encouraging, huh? :) You know what that means??? C-section! Bleh! At first I was heartbroken when I heard this news but after a few days of reflection I am ok with whatever needs to happen. At the end of the day I just want Everly to enter this world with as little stress as possible. I would also like to avoid being ripped from one end to the other so a C-section doesn't sound like the worst thing that could happen at this point. We have an ultrasound appointment tomorrow to determine how much she weighs so we should have a better idea of what we are dealing with then. If she is a watermelon baby we are hoping that the doctor will just schedule a c-section so we can get this show on the road!
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