This Is The Final Countdown!

Amanda (Elissa's sister) here. Lis is in the bed right now, hooked up to juice and ready to have this baby! At 41 weeks she's been quite a trooper. Honestly, coming from a sister who would love to give her a hard time about as many things as possible (payback for all the years she gave me a hard time...and for the time she pushed me down the stairs in a suitcase*...but that's another blog), I can't find one thing to rib her about when it comes to being a high-mai pregnant lady. She's been a champ. We've been walking day and night, pushing on pressure points, eating eggplant/thai food/hot salsa/large Italian meals, more walking, wii-fit hula hooping (hysterical by the way), more walking, more eating, more crazy old wives' tales... But, nada. 

So, yesterday at her 41 week appointment (evidently an appointment that no pregnant lady wants to have (much less one whom was told 3 weeks ago that she'd be unlikely to make it to her due date)), Elissa and Clinton, through the encouragement of their doctor, decided to go ahead and induce. 

So here we are, Jack's Welcome Committee, posted in the delivery suite, waiting out the next few hours until Jack makes his debut. AND, big news: her water was broken a few minutes ago! So, as Clinton's mom Kim just said it best, "There's no turning back now!"

AND, as I wrap-up this post, Lis has started to have a few contractions!! (She starting to think that she might be getting that epidural now.... In her own words, "If this is 'nothing,' I don't want to know what 'something' feels like.") 

*Grandma Norman isn't too please with the mention of this fact in the post. So, to appease her, a) Elissa is not an evil person, and b) Jack, if you read this in a few years, don't get any ideas.