Uggggggggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

Down to the wire. We're at that point where it could happen any day now. People come by my office every morning just to check and see if I am still around.

Apparently I will be around at least another week. I went to the doctor today (and when I say doctor, I should say midwife. She's the one who sees me each time). The baby has dropped more, but I haven't dilated any more. A little more effacement, though, apparently. It's not looking so good for a delivery within the next week. I was kind of hoping for tonight.

I asked her jokingly if we could just get him out today. I guess she doesn't know me well enough to know that I'm pretty sarcastic, so she thought that I was actually asking if we could induce now. She did say we could induce by the end of next week, though. I would prefer to let nature take its course unless we get too far along.

We'd probably look at inducing if I get to be a week past the due date. I hope that does not happen. Even one more week sounds less than appealing.

And yes, the last month you are entitled to bitch as much as you want. At least that is what I say because that is what I do. Sometimes you kind of forget that there's a baby at the other end of this.

Oh, and I am not enjoying this 3-pounds-a-week thing. What's with that?

No more rings. I am putting them on a chain and wearing them on my neck now, feeling like I am living in sin. I had to put a glob of lotion on my finger to get my band off today. I was told that they will cut it off because you can't wear them during labor.

Anyways...I guess I am off to go wallow in the misery :) I am ready for my baby!