Due date number 2

Well today was the day the doctor thought the baby was due. But sadly, I'm still at 1 cm so she probably won't make her debut today.

At this point, Brent and I are really hoping for Monday 11/17, its the anniversary of our first date and seems poetic somehow. But, frankly, I'll just be happy to see her whenever she gets here. The doctor says she won't let me go more than a week, so one way or the other, there will be a baby by the end of next week. Despite that, the doctor says there is no worry about her size, she's thinks she's in the 7 pound range.

In the last day or two she's really started to wear me out. I can't explain it, but all of a sudden I'm exhausted and she seems so heavy. I know it would be best for me to be out walking to encourage her to come, but frankly I'm just too tired. So, I'm finally taking everyone's advice and resting. Although, yes, I'm also still trying to get things done between naps.

My goal for today is to go buy some groceries, we're pretty much out of food, which will be really inconvenient if she does come. Since I doubt we'll have time to buy groceries after she's here. Of course, I've been avoiding the grocery store because I'm tired of buying the kinds of food I can eat with my gestational diabetes. I guess I was hoping if I could put it off she'd come and then I could eat whatever I want. I'm really craving some carbs, mmmm mashed potatoes.