It looks like we managed to make it through all of March and skip the April Fools birthday possibility. (Sorry, Charlee!!! [Charlee is my April Fools baby cousin. She's not a baby anymore at 16!!!])
Now we're moving on to see who else's birthday we can hit in April! It's weird to think that if she doesn't come on her own, then in exactly one week at this time, I will be checking in to the hospital to have her taken out with the knife. Eeeeeep!
I was nesting in the nursery almost all day yesterday, and then I was pretty uncomfortable at night, so I thoght there was a chance things could get started. I guess it was mostly the baby moving around and not actual contractions. She was hitting me REALLY low though, so I thought with all the headbutts to my cervix, SOMETHING would have come of it. No such luck. I'm sitting here just as comfortable as can be today. No contractions whatsoever all night after I went to be, or even now.
I'm thinking about researching old wives tales for advice on "sure fire ways" to start labor. (Preferably ones that don't make me start vomiting violently and having "other intestinal issues" to go along with it! LOL at that story, "R!")
So, other than putting Marti back to work on "filling that prescription" the doctor gave us, does anyone have any advice for me this week?
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