Well it's finally here. My due date. Unfortunately this baby is cozy and comfy in there and is showing no signs of his intention to join us in the outside world. I'm finding this a little hard to deal with because I'm the type of person that when I want something, I want it now and at the moment I'm not getting my way. Since Oliver was early, I fully expected this one to be early too and am getting rather annoyed at his having his own mind on the subject.
Truth be told, today's due date is the one calculated by the ultrasound I had early on in the pregnancy. My actual due date (calculated by my and Nick's much more accurate knowledge on the subject) is sometime this coming weekend. The 25th or 26th I would say. Knowing that you'd think I'd me a bit more patient. Since I'm not sleeping well at all, spending more time in the bathroom than out and am just so completely uncomfortable, I'm going with the ultrasound and saying that today is the day baby.... time to get out!
My weekly pregnancy email says that 75% of babies are born past their due dates so I wouldn't be at all surprised if this goes on well into next week. I'll keep you posted.
1 comment:
I know you'd rather it be sooner than later, but if it is the 26th, then your baby will share a birthday with my very awesome daughter!
Good luck with the eviction notice!
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