The neighbors must think we are crazy. We go for about an 1.5-2 hour walk every night between about 7 and 9. Lots of the ward are out in their yards or at the park. It's the same every day, "No baby yet?"
I don't really know what to say because obviously there is no baby or Scott wouldn't be dragging my big belly across the parking lot again!
- Walk one foot on the curb one foot off
- Eat spicy food
- Pray for a storm to roll in and change the barometric pressure
- Yoga gravity pose
- Meditation and visualization
- Bumpy car rides
- Marching stairs
- Bouncing on an exercise ball
- Telling the baby "it's okay to come out now."
We left yesterdays doctor's appointment a little discouraged. I'm not as far along as I hoped (well, I was wishing for a 10!) and we have a scheduled induction for next Tuesday. NEXT Tuesday. Going in, I was committed to not wrestling through one more night, and then I left with a week to go. It is obviously best for the baby to come on her own, but really? She's taking forever. Hopefully I won't have to wait another week, but she will come this week on her own. I'm thinking Cinco de Mayo sounds like a really great day. This baby has always loved Selena...
I feel like I have lots of things coming to the hospital with us... doesn't that look like a lot?
My bag. Diaper bag with Baby's things. Car seat and breast pump. Boppy.
Hopefully I will use these things SOONER than later!