But alas, after a day of irregular contractions, this li'l one's birth was so not happening.
The weekend was uneventful and by then I was getting cynical. For the most part. I still envisioned hearing that I was progressing right along at my Dr.'s appointment on Monday morning.
Until I went, got examined, and heard the doctor say, "Unfortunately I don't think there's been any change over last week."
Damn my body and her false hopes!
So this week I've just been trying to keep busy and know that things will happen when they're meant to happen.
Easier said than done.
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I remember that feeling!
I have no good advice. Sorry!
Thinking of you! How are ya gonna let us know when it's time?
The hospital where I'm delivering has internet access in each room - so there will be a brief post until I can catch my breath with a blow by blow one :)
Thinking of you and hoping you're well.
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