Yeah. I'm super bummed right now, sitting at Starbucks, wallowing in a latte.
Just had my (few days past) 38 week check. Still nothing. Soft cervix. That's. It. Nothing. I was dilated with Ivy by 37 weeks!!! I'm measuring dead on my date but noooothing.
I know I'm whining over nothing. I'm in really good health, I've been taking 2 mile walks EVERY DAY!!! I'm gonna go get evening primrose oil because I hear it helps. I just want my body back real bad.
... Plus, I start school on August 18th, and I have to get a job and start work by a certain date in order to finish my internship so I can graduate in December. A very late baby is gonna put a major wrench in plans.
I also REALLY don't want an induction. No drugs. No pitocin. No epidural. I want to have my natural woman experience, darnit.
... I did agree to an August induction should she pass 42 weeks.
I'm being really pessimistic. I need to relax. There's still plenty of time. Just gotta keep walking. Walking. Walking.
I walked 2 miles to go to the gas station two nights ago to buy a pack of mini powdered donuts that ivy ate half of before I could get one. I guess it was meant to be. I didn't need all the calories. And goodness, she sure does.
Hoping to crack 30lbs by age 3. She's just so... petite. Healthy! But petite. I've been making her black bean protein balls and convincing her she's eating chocolate truffles. Don't judge me! I'm desperate.
I read the new issue of Parents magazine past night and got weepy over all the newborn pictures. :/ *sigh*
Pray for me, my friends. A baby in 10 days? That would be stellar.
I'll leave you with some sweet Ivy pictures, because, well, she's pretty cute.
Guess where I sleep?