So I’m in an interesting state of pregnancy. Chewie’s anticipated birthday, Nov. 13, is exactly 2 weeks away as of tomorrow. I’ve had 2 examinations with my OB that seem to indicate early signs of ripening. My OB is betting Chewie comes early. This has had an interesting psychological effect. Every twinge of my belly seems to be suspicious. We’re both anxious to meet this little girl. She’s been kicking me since July. I’d like to see the hands and feet causing all the trauma to my abdominal wall.
This is the point where one needs philosophy. I went to my Mom’s group today and talked to 2 women who had the same “ripening” signs and came 2 weeks late. So my song at the moment is “She’ll Be Coming Out the Uterus When She Comes”.