Week 38

Throughout my pregnancy I've been reading a web site (thebump.com) that gives you weekly updates on your baby. It compares babies size to that of a fruit and then tells you what baby is up to in there. In the very beginning baby is the size of a poppy seed, then he grows and grows, raspberries, olives, limes, oranges, mango's...you get the idea. Each week I've read in amazement, "wow, my baby is the size of a _______." It's been a fun game, until recently, the fun is wearing off. Little man is now the size of a watermelon, a WATERMELON people!
I'm fat, I'm tired, and I'm having false contractions daily. They are just long enough, and painful enough that I think, "this is it, we'll be heading to the hospital tonight!" No such luck, they always seem to stop just in time for me to go to work.
My doctors appointment today showed no progress at all. We went ahead and scheduled an induction date for February 21st at 8:00pm. We would start the process Sunday night, and then really get things going Monday morning. I'm going to be pregnant FOREVER. Nolen will be pushing 30 pounds by the time he's born. The bump doesn't even give me a fruit after 40 weeks, that's because I'll be birthing a toddler. So lets start thinking positive labor thoughts, send some labor dust our way! In the meantime I'll be walking, drinking Castor oil, eating pineapple, along with a few other old wives tales to get things started. Or maybe I should just take the advice of my doctor and, "have a glass of wine and relax."
(Thanks for listening to the pregnant lady vent, I promise these posts will get a bit more cheerful in the coming weeks!)