Well, I've passed one of my due dates (from the u/s) with NOTHING happening. So I guess that sort of puts me in the "two-week-wait" category, until I go into labour, or get induced. My other due-date is this coming Tuesday - calculated from my O date, and probably more accurate, really.
I was SO sure I'd go early this time! With Elyse, being my first, I expected to go over, and then she was born the morning after her due-date. I was thrilled with that, and hadn't gotten too worked up about passing my due date at all. With Marieke, I expected to have the same thing - that she would arrive right around her due date. But then, she arrived one week early! Hurray! What a wonderful trend! So instead of being rational and wise and counting on being on-time or late with this baby, I've been expecting another early baby. And this little one is too comfy to co-operate.
I've been "nesting" for about three weeks. My house is constantly clean or being cleaned, so that I'll be "ready," whatever that is! My freezer is being re-stocked daily with baking for the midwives and for visitors after the birth. The baby clothes, car seat, cradle, nappy bag, etc. have been ready to go for about three weeks as well. I've had lots of BH (painless, thankfully, I guess!) and a little mucous (sorry if that's TMI), VERY sore hips and groin, and feel stretched to the limit! I do a fair bit of crying, (which my DH is very sweet about) and a fair bit more snapping at my girls. (poor kids!)
My family kindly calls up daily to see how I'm doing. (Are you having your baby yet? Why, yes, I'm delivering it right now, here on the phone with you. ) They are trying to be supportive, and I appreciate it, but believe me, I will let them know when this baby arrives! Am I having any contractions? Am I dilating? Have I had any show? Nope. Is this your business?!?! NO. (I guess I'm getting a little too sensitive and irritable - I don't mind discussing these things with some, but not everyone.)
DH asks how I'm doing when he gets home. "Are you having any contractions honey?" Nope. Rest assured, you will be the first to know.
Last week Sunday in church, across the aisle, "Wow, I didn't expect to see you still here today!" I could leave now, if you like. And it looks like I'll be going again this Sunday, sans baby. Praying for patience. And sweetness.
Saw the midwife today. All is well. (and I really am thankful for that - what a blessing!) But nothing is happening. Cervix is well forward, but closed up tight. Baby bobs up and down, engaging and disengaging. No worries - it can change so quickly! They did a stretch and sweep, which was fine - didn't hurt, thankfully. Nothing else happened. Picked up some herbal stuff which is supposed to provide a little extra nudge for labour, as recommended by the midwife. Here's hoping!
But then, I think, do I really want labour?! It hurts! A lot! And then I'll have to take care of this baby with my other two, as well! Night time feeds! Sore boobs! Afterpains! Bleeding! Saggy belly! Nothing fitting!

So then, do I want the frying pan, or the fire?

Anyways, thanks for reading through my long and rambling rant. It's so nice to have BB here to keep me from banging my head against the wall. I do really know that eventually labour will start, and this baby will come out, and I will be OK, and life will get back into a new normal routine, but it seems so far away and unreal right now, like it will NEVER happen. And I know I have a lot to be thankful for - a loving and supportive family, a wonderful loving husband, beautiful healthy children, and a healthy strong unborn baby. It's just that I want to run away from it all for a little while, and come back when it's done.