It is about 9:45 pm on the night of the full moon...no baby in sight! Though I was hoping the old wives tale would ring true, it isn't looking good. Jameson will come when he is good and ready! I put a calendar on Facebook for my friends to guess my due date. It has been fun to see everyone's guess. Today was my father's guess. Sorry, Daddy, it isn't going to happen. Tomorrow is my mother-in-law's guess. Let's keep our fingers crossed!
I've still not dilated any further, but the baby looks good. The estimated weight at the ultrasound yesterday was 6lb. 14oz. That is smaller than I expected! Of course, he has plenty of time to grow. The appointment was bittersweet because it was the last time I will see Dr. Davis. She is going on a mission trip and will be out for a few weeks. Dr. Davis told me she would assign me to a doctor, not a nurse-midwife as originally scheduled. I'm anxious to meet the doctor, so I will feel comfortable when the big day arrives!
Yesterday was my last day to work. It just became too hard and I was crying midmorning everyday. I was very sad to say goodbye to my homeroom because they are graduating. If at all possible, I hope to make it to graduation.
I will probably become more of a hermit than usual now that I'm not working. Part of the reason is that I'm really tired of hearing, "You haven't had that baby yet?" And there are still those people who think it is okay to touch my belly. Ugh. I think I just hate to be the center of attention. The belly naturally draws attention and it makes me very uncomfortable. I'm such a private person! The good news is that each day brings me a little closer to holding my little bundle of joy!
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