That'll be the day?

...and we're off to the hospital to be induced!

Where's the baby?

(Even my UPS man has asked already...)

Well, after an appointment at the Hospital this morning we know that

- she's about 8 pounds 14 oz (4039 grams)
- she's about 22" tall (54 cm)
- everything looks fine
- labor can start any minute, says the doctor (ha, I've been thinking that for days now)
- I'm going to be induced, but the birthing center is back logged, so that most probably won't happen before tomorrow

And the baby of the ticker apparently had enough and went away! (Understandable. I was asked today if I liked being pregnant. Up to a certain point I did, now I'm just dragging through the day, 'enjoying' swollen feet and hands and, and, and...)

In the meantime

I want to show you some more gifts Egg has received:

Jessie knit a Baby Surprise Jacket - and used a mix of her hand spun and other yarn. I think that's very special!



Melanie made a hat and mittens - look how cute!



Thanks again, ladies!


I also finished a little something:


It's the pinafore from the new fall Reynolds Kids book with 20 designs (#82467).

Up the number goes

The baby-ticker is counting upwards again, I think that's funny - albeit appropriate.

What's up, Doc?

We have a doctor's appointment in about an hour - and I'm wondering what he is going to tell me.

We're at ETA plus 3, and all I want is to have my Baby! (I bet every woman who has been through this can relate! Please, don't tell me otherwise!)

Edited to add: There is a note "Big Baby" in my chart. I had a quick ultrasound today and the doctor estimates her at 3.800 grams (8.4 pounds). We also had a Non-Stress-Test and apparently she's as not stressed as babies can be. Again, everything is fine, she just has to make up her mind and come out!

Due-bee doo bee doo

Nope, nothing yet. With my original due date almost gone, I'm not expecting anything anymore - except for a stubborn daughter, that is.

The next doctor's appointment is Wednesday. Wanna bet if I'll make it?

(And, yes, it doesn't only seem so, I think I'm loosing it soon. I'm quite fed up.)

Ladeeda, fiddledeedee

Two days left.

I have been more active in the last three days than in a long time, I walked a lot, took bus and metro rides (a metro ride when pregnant big time and having to stand because people ignore your belly is not recommendable but very uncomfortable), went clothes shopping with my Mom...and, NOTHING happened so far!

I guess my Egg is not cooked yet. (The good doctor told me on Tuesday if she was born right away she'd be about 3.500 to 3.600 grams, which is 7 pounds and 7-9 ounces, that means that if she arrives next week she'll be definitely more than 8 pounds.)

That's all the news I have for today.

Are you tired yet?

Of my counting down? Guess how I feel! I'm so ready to go, but Egg seems really comfortable where she is and not in a hurry.

Six days to the original due date. Seems I'm going to make it after all...

One last hurrah

We're in count down mode, 9 days to go - and I still don't think I'm going to make it to the actual due date.

Last week I wanted to attend my 'last' knit nights - one on Wednesday in NDG and one on Thursday at ariadne. I only made it to ariadne, since I had what I assume 'false labor' Wednesday evening and all through the night. While not really painful it was very distracting so I didn't go knitting. Thursday morning came and it finally stopped, so I did go to ariadne.



Egg received lovely gifts from very thoughtful friends, look:

Danica gave me this fabulous skirt and look at these shoes! Adorable. (Judging from my shoe size I figure Egg will wear the shoes way before the skirt...)


Sharon gifted Egg with the "Oolong Baby Cardi" - she actually used the pattern of the Oolong socks (how cool is that?) to fabricate this lovely little number:


Robyn had brought me also a gift on Wednesday afternoon - one can never have enough onesies, right? She adorned the white one with a bug herself, cute eh?


Thank you so much, ladies, all of the gifts are appreciated and will be treasured!

Just in case you were wondering

I took a picture yesterday. Not a very good one, but it shows my belly at 37+1. I feel like I am going to explode any minute.

No contractions yet and it doesn't seem like she wants to 'drop' anytime soon. She's too busy kicking.

To my commenters a hearty thank you - you're all so considerate!

Ed. to add: "Everything looks perfect!" says the good doctor - and who doesn't like to hear that? And, contrary to my believe, Egg did come down a bit, and she lies exactly in the position you want her to be in!

Tick tock

Today the ticker says "20". Less than three weeks to go. I'm in a schizophrenic state - happy on the one hand that we'll be able to welcome Egg into the world soon, stressed and anxious about giving birth on the other.

I'm trying to take it one day at a time - what else can I do?