It's amazing how much longer 5 days after my due date have become in comparison to the 9 months before my due date. They have been filled with anticipation and excitement at the beginning of the day with the possibility that I may see my little one at the end of it all; and then to frustration, sadness, loneliness (how can you miss someone you haven't met yet?), and anxt at the end when, once again, my baby has decided that today is just not his day.I'm acutely aware of how many fetal movements he gets in an hour and have dreams that bounce between finding out that baby has been inside me too long and something is wrong to having my midwife call me up and saying I'm going to get induced today!
Then I decided that I'm making it harder on myself than I should. He will come. And he will be healthy. Just a few more days. I've reset my due date to July 2nd in my mind to encourage optimism and discourage craziness :)
Cheers to 41 weeks pregnant!
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