I am ready to hold my newborn. I am ready to see her beautiful little face. I am ready. I think I might be more than ready. I will admit I do have some desires. I want it to happen here in my home as I planned. I don't want any complications that might move me to a hospital.
I want my husband, and family here with me. Everyone is in town right now. I really wish it would happen now. I also know though that it will happen in God's timing not my own. However, these are just things I want.
Yesterday, I walked a lot. At the end of the day, I had pressure everywhere it felt. I thought it might throw me into labor. Yea, it threw me into miserable-ness not labor. I am not sure I will try that one again.
We are officially 40 weeks 4 days. It is the most I have ever been pregnant. I had the older girls by now. We are creeping towards 41 weeks. I don't know how some women are so pregnant and stay pregnant for 42, 43, 44 weeks. I commend each and every one of you. It is tough being that pregnant.
I am still contracting on and off through-out the day. Some days more than others, some contractions more painful that others. I keep thinking that due to all this, it will be fast but the reality is- it could be just as slow as the others.
No one knows, only God.