No News is NOT Good News!

Yes, I'm still pregnant. Yes, my due date was three days ago. No, I'm not having any contractions. How many times have I repeated those sentences the past few days? Too many to count. I'm not scheduled for induction until Monday, so it will be a long weekend. On the other hand, my doctor will be out of town for the weekend, so chances are high that I'll go into labor on my own while he's gone. Thankfully the doctor on call is a very good friend's doctor and comes highly recommended.

We took Chocolate Covered Peanut to a birthday party Sunday at a place called Pump It Up (they have numerous huge inflatable slides, bouncers, and obstacle courses). She had a BLAST! It turns out to be the perfect place for a toddler that loves to climb and jump - her two favorite activities right now. Fortunately my husband went along to follow her, because there's no way my waddling ass would have survived it! I did, however, ponder whether or not a few good bounces wouldn't speed things up for me...

The only thing helping to distract me from the endless waiting is new tv shows! I didn't realize how much I missed them all winter! It's hard to believe that I had a life of my own rather than living vicariously through tv characters, but I must have! But now that I'm mentally and physically exhausted morning to night, tv is the perfect escape.

Hot Stuff

I am sooooo ready for this baby to arrive! (are you all a little tired of the prego talk?) And if I wasn't sure, my dream last night sealed the deal. McDreamy (Patrick Dempsey from Grey's Anatomy) was my oh-so sexy doctor and we were having a friendly lunch together in the hospital cafeteria (there was a fabulous dessert bar, by the way). Following the lunch, he was planning to induce me (that's right, I said INduce, not SEduce). When the hunks in my dreams are inducing my labor and not getting down and dirty with me, then I know that I'm ready to birth this baby!!

This is week 38 so theoretically, this baby could arrive any day. But my doctor's exam today indicated otherwise. It's looking like this boy may be a week late like his older sister. UGH! I suppose I could handle a week late as long as the labor is shorter. It lasted two and a half days - nonstop - with Chocolate Covered Peanut. My doctor promises this time will be easier...