I'm 5 days overdue. So far, I've tried a lot of "voo-doo" to get this baby out with absolutely no progress. There's the sex (it was like an "I Love Lucy" episode), the bitter cohosh tea, spicy Indian food (which I'm convinced they gave me a white person's number "6"), the evening primrose oil, the walking, etc, etc. On the plus side, I do have a fairly clean house for me, and my laundry is all clean, folded and put away. I got a pedicure on my big swollen piggies, and I'm seriously considering making a hair appointment...why not, it looks like I'm not going anywhere.
I promise that I'll call as soon as something happens. I am getting lots of contractions, but nothing moves forward. Ian was 11 days late too, and he came fast and furious when he did arrive so I'm trying to be patient. All is good. I feel great, and other than lugging around an extra 4o pounds, and having to pee every 10 minutes, things aren't so bad.
I can't wait to meet this little one, and tell you all about it!
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