We made it to yet another week's end with no baby. My daughter's belly is getting bigger by the day and I fear he's going to be able to walk out, with his own cigar and say, What's up?
She's on her way to yet another weekly appointment to see what's going on. They are going to do a non stress test, check her and an ultrasound. Sounds scary and alarming to me, but I've been hearing that this is a normal routine for overdue moms.
I'm SOOOOO ready for this baby now that I can taste it. Before, I was scared for my daughter, not ready to be a grandma and not prepared for a little baby to be around. Now with this delay, I'm so over it all and just want the darn little thing to come out!
Maybe this was supposed to happen this way with all the trips to the hospital, the late nights, wondering if THESE labor pains are the real thing and the waiting, waiting and waiting. It's made me want this and need this more than anything. Funny, how the universe works to welcome things into your life?
So, if they decide to induce her today, I will be right there saying, go ahead. Make me a grandma- I'm ready.