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... of an octopus

I don't know if Quinn will approve of that simile for our baby girl (as he has a major problem with snakes, aliens, and eels, but not otters), but that's the best way I can describe her right now.

It's been really hard for me to be sure of what position she is in at any given moment. I'll think I have it figured out and then there's a random movement on the other side of my stomach that is not where a leg or arm could possibly be based on my understanding of the fetal position. However, based on her movements 80% of the time (including right now), I believe that she has been in a head down, sideways, bottom near my right side ribs, little feet in my left hip position fairly consistently for almost a week now. I wasn't sure about the head down part (the bottom and the head are hard to distinguish from out here!), but as my sciatic nerve has been successfully pinned by something large and unmoving for over a day now, I think I can safely say she is head down. This sudden sciatic pain was accompanied all day yesterday by an intense pressure really low that I hadn't really felt before and I wonder if she dropped? It would be a little early - especially for a second baby - but that's the only explanation I have for it. My reflux wasn't bad last night, which is usually a sign as well. I dunno.

Anyway, we've been praying that she would settle into a head down position for the long term so we could stop worrying about a planned c-section. I think that the sciatica has helped confirm that God has answered that prayer! Sometimes he answers prayer with things that require more prayer (I guess he mostly does that), so now we are praying for my back. Actually my butt. It feels like I'm getting poked with something really sharp in the middle of the right side and then the pain goes all the way down my leg with every step/move I make. Bending over is especially painful. I had big plans to get stuff done today, but so far the day has consisted of a lot of couch sitting.

I didn't go to bed until 2 am when Selah finally decided to go to sleep after over 2 hours of this:

They are supposed to have 40 minute sleep cycles or something at this point. She doesn't like to sleep, apparently. Oh. No.

If she's head down and engaging already, I guess she could be early like Abram. Our friends finally had their little man 6 days late! As we waited for news I kept praying for Katie's endurance and praying that that wouldn't happen to me. I'm not as patient as she is. Selah would be induced right out of there if she went even a day over her due date. And I don't want to be induced. But I don't want her to be late even more. But God prevented it last time with Abram and I trust that he will be faithful to have this one come naturally as well.

So, from the couch of this yoga pant/messy hair/waiting for husband to come home and fix macaroni and cheese for lunch Mom: Happy Hump Day! Or for those of you on spring break: Happy You Technically Still Have 4 Days Left Day!

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