Max is officially one week past due as of today. Although as the midwives told us, the most common reason babies go past due is because their due dates were wrong to begin with. So it's hard to say. I'm drinking raspberry leaf tea and mall walkin' when I can. Yesterday I had an intense acupuncture treatment that got Max quite wriggly and left me dizzy but obviously didn't send me into immediate labor. 'Cause I'm still here.
I've actually been fairly calm about the whole waiting thing~ probably because I'm okay with putting off the next phases... labor, delivery... suddenly being someone's mom. I mean, I can't wait to meet Max, but it's such a huge, sudden responsibility that I'm mostly okay with procrastinating it a bit. And I love all the suggestions I've been getting for home remedies for "curing pregnancy"~ pretty soon I'll be driving over railroad tracks, eating pad thai, while concurrently fighting and "havin' a little fun" with my hubby. Watch out, other drivers! (I apologize vigorously for the image I may have just produced in your mind!)
The midwives don't start talking induction unless we get to two weeks past due, at which point it's up to us. We do have an ultrasound today just to check and see if everything's going well in the placenta palace. I'm excited to get a little peak at Maxers~ hopefully he's outgrown the creepy pirate eye he gave us at the last ultrasound in September.
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