39 weeks
In case you were wondering, I still haven't had the baby. I still haven't had any symptoms that the baby has any intention of ever coming out. No contractions, no water breaking, no back aches, no dropping, no dilation. I'm officially aggrevated at my doctor for telling me that this baby will probably come early. If she had never put the idea in my head that I would be done with this by now, maybe I would not feel so impatient. If she would have just stuck to saying my due date was the 21st, I would have another week before I got all anxious to get this process started. Instead she casually mentions things like "this baby will probably need to come out at least a week early" or "you'll probably deliver in your 38th week". She is such a liar.
The spicy food thing is definitely not working. I'm afraid I might be permanently damaging my esophagus with the tabasco flavored food that I've been consuming. This weekend's pepper flavored fare including more level 4 Thai ginger chicken, hot wings, and tabasco with a little bit of chili added to it. And yes, we have finally tried that other way of encouraging labor. It's not very pretty but at least it takes my mind off the waiting for a while.
The baby is very active these days. I hope she is trying to figure out how to escape her confines. Tony says that if she's as directionally challenged as her mother she'll never get out of the womb. My emotions are getting pretty erratic, similar to PMS. I want chocolate and lots of it. I feel like I can't get the kitchen clean enough. I've lost all desire to accomplish anything at work. I've been crying during tv shows, but I think Grey's Anatomy would get to me even if I wasn't hormonally unbalanced. That show has some really sappy endings.
It's good to know Tony and I aren't the only ones eagerly awaiting some signs of labor. Whenever I call anyone, they answer the phone with an excited voice then sound disappointed that it's just me calling to talk.
I have a checkup tomorrow. Maybe some dilation will have taken place, but I doubt it.
The spicy food thing is definitely not working. I'm afraid I might be permanently damaging my esophagus with the tabasco flavored food that I've been consuming. This weekend's pepper flavored fare including more level 4 Thai ginger chicken, hot wings, and tabasco with a little bit of chili added to it. And yes, we have finally tried that other way of encouraging labor. It's not very pretty but at least it takes my mind off the waiting for a while.
The baby is very active these days. I hope she is trying to figure out how to escape her confines. Tony says that if she's as directionally challenged as her mother she'll never get out of the womb. My emotions are getting pretty erratic, similar to PMS. I want chocolate and lots of it. I feel like I can't get the kitchen clean enough. I've lost all desire to accomplish anything at work. I've been crying during tv shows, but I think Grey's Anatomy would get to me even if I wasn't hormonally unbalanced. That show has some really sappy endings.
It's good to know Tony and I aren't the only ones eagerly awaiting some signs of labor. Whenever I call anyone, they answer the phone with an excited voice then sound disappointed that it's just me calling to talk.
I have a checkup tomorrow. Maybe some dilation will have taken place, but I doubt it.
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