I give up! That's it. She won't come out until April. I'm sure of it.
Am I being a drama queen? You bet I am. I'm not walking today either. Not gonna do it. And I"m not gonna have sex. And I'm not gonna do anything else. I'm just gonna sit in my room, do a couple prenatals today, play some computer games, eat chocolate, and be a BIG HUGE BABY about it all!
My cervix feels huge and thick and closed. It's soft, sure, but not open and probably only 40% or less effaced. Head is up sky high and bouncing again.
If one more person tells me "Today could be the day" or "It's going to be soon" I think I'll scream and run away pulling all my hair out.
I'm out of henna. I'm out of my pregnancy tea (more on the way. sigh.) And I'm out of patience. Good Lord, I'm not even to my due date yet. What the heck is WRONG WITH ME!?!?!?!? What's wrong with me is that I got it into my head that she would come around March 3rd (one of the rules I forgot to mention -- "The baby comes in the first or last three days of the month)
Had a few contractions yesterday that I thought, "Well, now, if those would come every three minutes, I'd have a baby!" But instead I had three. Yes, three contractions. Total.
The good news is that at my backup doc's appt my BP was 120/80 so no one is worried about BP anymore.
It's now been 3 weeks since I've had a midwifery prenatal. FaeryLady says she'll see me at the birth. I want someone to palpate the baby and give me a weight estimate. I want someone to feel for a flexed head and give me reassurance and tell me how to be patient. I want someone to just be my midwife.