This is my mantra for the evening. I am so utterly disappointed. I was at the doctor a couple of hours ago and it seems things haven't progressed to a point where I can be induced tomorrow. So, unless the Bean arrives of his/her own volition during the next week, next Friday is the big day. To you, this is only seven days. To me, it might as well be a month. Here's why. In no particular order.
- I now walk like a severely arthritic elderly woman.
- I feel I have the hips of a severely arthritic elderly woman.
- I can't actually see my inside right ankle bone.
- Two complete strangers today asked if I am pregnant with twins.
I could go on, but I've whined enough.
Here's the silver lining though: Tomorrow is ice cream day! Yes.
1 comment:
Hey Angie!Idag er den spennende termin dagen kommet da :)!Har det skjedd noe enda?Lykke til da :)!Gleder meg til og høre fra dere når bean har kommet!Forresten jeg tror det blir Even Michael da ;)Klem
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