The big 4-0

Let me just say that, I have a fairly candid dr/patient relationship with my OB. I've not spared any details as you can imagine. So when she walked in the room and saw me sitting there in my blue sheet (with some sort of look of my face apparently), as she's closing the door she just starts laughing, she knows I did not want to make that appointment. :) I told the nurse I'm not expecting much progress although I did have tons of contractions yesterday but they subsided once I laid down for bed. I told my dr I even cleaned the van inside and out and installed the car seat. I'm not NOT laboring for lack of trying. She said I was crazy. Crazy OCD I admit! :) SO... I weigh 162. I am measuring 37. Two weeks ago I was measuring 38 so a little dropage. My cervix is 10 feet long ;) and I'm dilated to 1 and... a half. Even the dr was saying something to the effect of man, nothing's happening. I said yep all at once or nothing it seems with me. She told me, well I'm on call on Friday, so if you haven't had the baby by then, we'll break your water and start pitocin. Que the HALLELUJAHs! 7:30 Friday morning. Unless something happens before then, it's great to have a definite end in sight!!
We'll probably keep visitors to a minimum with all the crotch soaking, mammary flashing( I'm not a very good discreet nurser ;) ), and random sleep getting and not getting that's going to be going on. So hopefully my next post will be some flickr blogging of my squishy faced raisinette. Bring on the blobby belly and the smell of Tucks.