Although I was on the verge of walking into the hospital and
checking myself in; I was encouraged not to do so. Apparently you have to
actually be in labor before you can check yourself in. Isn't that their job? I
grew the baby; don't they have something in that room that can get things
moving?
All my thinking, and walking, and eating paid off in nothing
but a good night’s rest. No baby. Such is my luck I suppose. But on the upside
- now every morning feels like Christmas morning. Maybe today? Today just might
be the day something starts up, or tonight will be the night I can't sleep. But
alas, we still wait.
So much for my Think System, and my Prego Pizza, shampooing my carpets which included moving the furniture from each room in my house, and my 60
minutes of curb walking which left my calves almost to sore to move off the couch. Guess
we're at the last resort - let him come when he's ready. We're aiming for
before the 10th. :)
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