So, last Friday I had my first appointment where the midwife "checked" me. I was 25% effaced, station -1 and not dilated at all. Today, a mere 5 days later, I'm 70% effaced and 2 cm dilated. So, we're on our way.
We still have to get the crib mattress and Baby Beck only has one valance, but I'm lazy and enjoying the last few weeks, days, hours of this pregnancy. He's going to be in our room at first anyway.
Today was Opa's funeral. He died peacefully in hospice care last Friday after a several months of deteriorating physical health and cognition. It was a fantastic service and included nearly as many laughs as tears. What more can you hope for out of a funeral?
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