Three Days Later...

...and I still have a baby in me.  I know, I know, I haven't even reached my due date yet... but when a doctor says "Go home and pack because you'll probably be in labor tonight", you get excited. That was Tuesday, it's now Friday. Ugh. And honestly, I don't feel like it's happening anytime soon. :/

I know I should just relax and enjoy this time and blah blah blah...I enjoyed already.  I had time off and got to read my book, got some sun, was able to take maternity pictures... now I just want my baby and it's actually depressing me that he/she does not want to come out.  I don't know what else to do.  And I've tried the "Let's walk all day until my feet are tired" thing... no baby. Sex is supposed to help push it out... nope, no baby. I won't go as far as castor oil or other wierd things but I also I'm scared that I'll have to sit around, still doing nothing until the 13th when my doctor will finally look at inducing me...

I think the best way to describe what it feels like is when you're waiting back to hear about a job interview.  If they say 'We'll call you by Tuesday" you sit and wait and hope and check your phone every 5 minutes hoping the next ring will be IT.  Then Wednesday comes and you realize they're not calling.  That's it. You take it as a loss and move on.  However, with the baby, you can't move on because you just have to keep waiting, analyzing every movement your stomach makes, hoping that the next cramp or ripple will be the one that sparks it off.  Unlike a phone call, the baby doesn't really have that timeline and until you reach 42 weeks, no one's going to call you.