Went to the doc today and found out I'm dilated one whole centimeter. I was all excited about it until I googled it later and saw nothing but a bunch of bitches bitching about being only a cm at 39 weeks. Well fine. So now I'm impatient too, thankyouverymuch, internet bitches.
So now comes the time where I try anything to get this baby out. Hubs and I did some sex yesterday; who knows, maybe that's what got me to the 1 cm point today! Either way, it's supposed to be the best natural way to get labor going so I'm gonna try that again. I'll also be having a spicy dinner tonight (if nothing else maybe it will get some other things moving if you catch my drift (you're welcome)), and going for a nice long walk tomorrow. Oh and bouncing on my yoga ball, but just cuz that's a generally good time.
I somehow managed to get it into my head a few weeks ago that I'll beat my due date by a couple of days. No reason for it, just a hunch, and I'm still hopeful that it will happen. But I'm also realistic enough to be afraid of having to get induced. It's hard to keep neutral and positive as the end draws near! I'm more like swinging from one extreme thought to another, with my moods following closely behind. Hubs keeps me in check most of the time though. Truly, what's a couple more weeks of waiting in the scheme of things, especially after years of waiting?
I have more or less decided this is going to be my last week at work. This weekend was brutal - I'm not sleeping well and I only got about 5 hours on Saturday night. (Don't judge me, I need a solid 8-9 hours when I'm not pregnant!) Then Sunday was really busy and by 5:00 p.m. my entire body was aching all over, and I was ready for bed before 8:00. (By the way this product: Hot Cherry Therapeutic Pillow gave me immediate relief for my super achey legs; I highly recommend it!) If I make it through the rest of this week, I just know it has to be my last at work. I'm spent! And really, it's probably not the smartest thing to continue working if I do go past my due date. I'm not really keen on the idea of soiling my office chair with amniotic fluid...
Time for my spicy dinner! If you see me back here I didn't go into labor. Probably. Unless it's a really slow labor, then I might come back and post just to pass the time.