Wow - holy comments batman! Sorry for lagging everyone - I wanted to wait until after my doctor's appointment this afternoon, and after making a few phone calls...it's suddenly 6pm!
(by the way, Lynnette - thanks for delurking! I have no idea how to sitewatch, so I really have no clue who's reading any of this...and I read a TON of blogs that I never comment on - so it's kinda fun to find out who's reading)
Okay - so no baby yet - but we have an end in sight. There is light at the end of the tunnel!
My doctor checked, and I'm EXACTLY THE SAME AS LAST WEEK. 1 cm dialated - not effaced - and baby is still high. Sucks to be me.
SO, here's the gameplan: On wednesday morning, I have to go into the office for what's called a non-stress test. Basically, they'll hook me up to some fetal monitors just to make sure the kid isn't under any distress...and then, if nothing has happened by Saturday - we're scheduled for an induction at 7:30am. He did warn me though that just because we'll be induced on Saturday - doesn't mean the baby will COME on Saturday, it could very well come on Sunday or even Monday...yikes. Come ooooon kid - I really don't want to be induced, so could you PUH-LEASE just come out on your OWN?? PLEASE???
We still have this week to wait it out and hope we go into labor - but he doesn't want to wait any longer....2 weeks is the max...cause you know, I don't want to have a baby that's old enough for kindergarten. My sister in law called me and said she had a dream that I gave birth to a boy - and it looked like a nine month old...came out with a full head of hair and overalls on! hahaha
I'm starting to think that this baby being late - is actually MORE stressfull on family and friends, then it is on us. Everyone is so anxious, and honestly I can't blame them because I'm just amazed that I'm 8 days overdue and nothing is happening.
So that's it - that's the news - not a whole lot to tell really, but we WILL have this kid...someday...in the near future. In the meantime, we're walking our butts off as much as we can (or as much as my puffy little feet can stand it - seriously, I don't have ankles anymore, they've disappeared).
Think water breaking thoughts people - let's get this critter out before Saturday!!!