Thursday, April 26, 2007
No change at all. She is ready, in position, and I'm having mild contractions, but I'm not effacing or dialating. As with my son, I'm afraid, my soon-to-be daughter will wait for her offical eviction notice on the 11th. I'm ready. I'm done. I'm an emotional basketcase and am having a tough time getting through work this week. There was a major emotional crisis, where I was prepared to be verbally attacked, yet I wasn't, so there was all this emotional let down and tears, that normally I would have been able to keep in check had I not been pregnant. Needless to say, without delving into details, crisis averted, if not solved. Now I just need to get through tomorrow, the weekend, Wednesday for sure (tubes day!), and Friday the 4th will be my last day. Woohoo. I need the rest. I need to nest. I need some peace and quiet for a few hours.