No baby, but no tears…
Just a little mopey. I am too far away from the stabilizing influence of my mother to withstand an “overdue” baby without moping. If I were with her there would be shopping, and tea, and sympathy to take my mind of the ever growing belly and ever increasing discomfort associated with it. Unfortunately, there is instead a need to do taxes, complete my July bar exam application, and no one in the house to assist in de-moping but two dogs and three cats. They try, but let’s face it, by comparison, they suck.
I am thinking a castor oil cocktail. It is a little on the drastic side for me, but I don’t get my water birth if they have to induce me, and I really want my water birth. So, after speaking with my doctor tomorrow, I may be swilling down a lovely castor oil and orange juice cocktail! Yummy!!!
It’s cool and raining here, which beats the massive, record breaking heatwave we had back home the last time I was this pregnant. So that is something.