I know that it doesn’t really mean anything other than that I only have 7 cm to go, but it is encouraging. And I know that the contractions that I am having aren’t “real”, but they are also encouraging. Maybe, just maybe, this baby won’t be as late as Nathan was. Maybe, just maybe, I’ll be ruining Mike’s work schedule this week. He tells me there is a big project finishing on Friday and that it would be “inconvenient” to have a baby before that. I told him it is “inconvenient” for me to get up three times in the middle of the night to pee. (Don’t worry, he is kidding and I am milking it for all it’s worth by refusing to leave the couch or pretty much do anything on the grounds that it might put me into labor.)
So anyway, everybody think good labor thoughts. I’m ready even if does mean messing up Mike’s work schedule. I’m tired of being pregnant and I am ready to bring home a new baby (I think).