Depending on the time of day and the degree of irrationality my pregnant mind currently possesses, I am either crying, or quietly resigned to the fact that this little guy just isn’t fully cooked yet. It has been torture waiting. A lot of things have contributed to it:
Both of my other babies were born one week BEFORE their due date
I had a miscarriage right before this pregnancy–so I’ve been pregnant for a YEAR!
Barry was home from school Jun 14-25–so naturally I PLANNED to have a baby while he was home.
My body likes to have regular contractions at five minute intervals from about 1 AM to 5 or 6 AM (instead of sleeping) on a regular basis.
Barry had a 4 day weekend for the 4th of July–so naturally I PLANNED to have a baby while he was home.
I don’t want to do anything productive like laundry or plan Enrichment or anything other than have a baby.
I have two friends due a month before me who both have cute little babies born ON their due date…
July 1st has come and gone. Tomorrow is the 9th, which could also possibly be my due date, since we don’t really know when my last period was.
I have stopped praying that the baby will be born NOW and am simply asking for help to endure…until when?
