There you have it, folks. One week from today is my official due date, and with Thanksgiving this Thursday, I figure we may as well wait until then. I've been 90-95% effaced and dilated to 1 centimeter for three weeks now. I'm excited to meet my kid, but I've sort of given up caring when he gets here. That may sound sort of mean, but I can't control when he gets here, and for the most part I'm feeling really good on a day to day basis, so whenever my uterus decides to kick him out is fine with me. And if it's November 29th or later, then that's all the better.
Looking good! I'm glad you're feeling well :)
ReplyDeleteHe might arrive on the Wombat's birthday! (I didn't realise your EDD was so close!) Wombat turns 3 a week from Wednesday.
ReplyDeleteWe should have played games this past weekend! If you make it to Thanksgiving, we'll do it then (hopefully so, since we'd have a lot of fun with you guys). I'm telling you, these first pregnancies always threaten your excitement, then linger on, and on . . . .
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