There are only 9 days left before D-day, and I am climbing the walls with excitement and anticipation. I'm hoping that Peanut come sooner rather than later, but what pregnant woman in her right mind would pray to go past her due date. 40 weeks is plenty of time to carry a baby. So, I'm killing time trying to stay cool and comfortable which is a true impossibility. In just a few weeks I'll probably look back and think that things were so much easier while the kid was still cooking inside. Isn't the grass always greener? At least I'll have pretty toes when I go into labor. Today I treated myself to a final pre-mommy pedicure and it was heavenly.
We saw the doctor last Friday, and she doesn't want me to go more than a week past my due date, so just in case, we have an induction scheduled on August 12th, the day Adam is supposed to return to work for preplanning. Induced labors are painfully hard....so, pray that this kiddo come on time or early so we don't have to face that. I want Adam to have some time to adjust to being a Daddy before he has to face work too. So, that's the news for now.