My turn to plead

Hello my dear Avery.  We are now past your due date by 4 days and you have me worried.  You are still moving around in there really well, your heartbeat sounded great at Thursday's appointment, you continue to give me "practice" contractions sporadically, yet haven't gotten serious about coming out.  I really wish I knew what the holdup is!  I've been pretty good to remain patient up to now, but the threat of being induced is looming nearer, making me uneasy.  Wouldn't you like to come out on your own instead of being forced?  I promise it will be nicer...we are supposed to birth you in a beautiful warm tub of water, nice and peaceful.  If you don't come out by Thursday, the entrance will not allowed there; they will use drugs to make my body bring you out straight into hospital air.  Surely you would prefer the water, right?  That is certainly what mommy wants for you.  Please, please, please, please, please my dear son, come on out now.  Yes, I am begging, very hard, as much as I can.  We are more than ready for you, full of love and warmth, ready to give you as wonderful of a life as we possibly can!  Again, pleeeeeeeease, pretty please, with...milk on top?

Let the Pleading Begin

Avery, it's Dad again.  Let's talk.  (I know you can't hear me or read this until it's too late, but just humor me for a minute.)  Man, you've gotta stop teasing your poor mother.

You act like you're going to come out, you give signs that the time could be here, but then you back off.  What gives?  You're so crowded in there that you can't even stretch out. You'd be a lot more comfortable out here in the world. There's plenty of room for you, and there are a lot of nice people who really want to meet you.

Do you even know what great experiences await you?  You have your very own room that you don't even have to share with anyone.  (Dude, I don't even have that, and I'm the one who pays the mortgage.)  You also have a reserved VIP seat in the back of your very own chauffeured car.  Well, OK, it's my car and I'm your chauffeur, but the seat is still reserved for you and only you. And all weekend your mom has been making cookies.  It'll be a while before you can enjoy them even after you emerge, but trust me, it'll be worth the wait.  The sooner you get out here, the sooner you can enjoy the indescribable ecstasy of Mom's freshly baked goodies.  If that's not incentive, I don't know what is.

It would really work out great for Mom and me if you would just come out today (Sunday), but I'm afraid your timing is going to be the worst that it can possibly be.  Here's what's going on in the next couple of days: later today I have a game developer meetup, but I can miss that if I have to. Monday, I have a very important activity planned for my graphics programming class, and my students really, really need me.  I can't let them down.  After that, there's the first night of my next class at DePaul. Since this class requires attendance, I don't want to face the trouble caused by my absence on the first day.  Tuesday I have a doctor's appointment, Wednesday I have graphics programming class and your mom has a super busy day of tutoring.

So as you can see, today would be the best possible time for you to join our happy family.  Think it over while you're pummeling Mom's guts in your daily ritual.  My concern is that you'll decide to come on Monday -- the worst possible time for me.  But if you do, then I'll drop everything for you.  You and your mom are my top priorities and you always will be.  Just get out here!  The weather's great, the cookies smell amazing, my workload is under control at the moment, and everyone is eager to see your adorable little face.  I keep telling you how fun it is out here, so come find out!  I'll wait here for ya.  Just hurry up.

See you soon!  I love you, little guy!

Dad

39 weeks, 2 days

We're getting so close to meeting you, can't believe it!  You're back to your regular activity, so our appointment at the midwives was faster today.  Progress was made--now measuring 2cm, still 50% effaced, not sure about station.  She said the cervix has come more forward, yet when I asked about the station, she said it was still -2.  That doesn't make much sense, so I'm just leaving it as "uncertain" for now.
There's not much to report as far as anything you've experienced with me/us lately; we've been just working and hanging out around home for the most part.  Everyone asks about you all the time, bets are being made as to when you'll arrive, etc.  Our moms wanted you to come last weekend (labor day), cousin Ricky even had a dream you were going to arrive last Saturday; I am actually glad it wasn't then because it would have most likely been very hectic in the labor wing and likely understaffed, too.  Daddy hopes you'll come now/this weekend; I just want you to come before we hit the 41 week mark, as I really don't want to have to be induced (which they will do if you are still in there at that point).  Meanwhile, I keep going on with work as usual, despite some of the clients telling me they don't think you'll be in there past the weekend/much longer.  I even have 2 new students to meet--one tomorrow and one on Monday!  We'll see if that happens...
Love you so much, getting even more excited to meet you ~ mommy