Still waiting...

If you've been wondering if the reason I haven't posted lately was because the baby came and I was thus distracted, I'm sorry to say that this is not the case. She's not here yet. That calender up there with the cute little footprints is wrong. She was supposed to come on Monday, but she appears to be quite comfortable right where she is. Every day I show up at work, my boss says, "You haven't had the baby yet?" "No," I reply exasperatedly, day after day. The good news is that I'm scheduled to be induced on Sunday night at 8:00 pm. I'm Group B Strep positive, which means that I have a bacteria that is normally occurring in adults but not in babies and therefore dangerous. This also means that they'll give me antibiotics for four hours before they start the induction drugs. So, she's coming out Monday, whether she wants to or not! I'm all for being induced at this point. I actually called my doctor and begged her to induce me a week ago, but then I realized that the insurance wouldn't cover it (because it would have been "elective"), so I had to call, apologize for being a crazy pregnant woman, and have them switch the date back to Sunday night. The risks of waiting to go into labor naturally outweigh the benefits anyway. In a way, it's kind of nice. I know that tomorrow is my last day of work; I won't wake up in the middle of the night and think, "Are these real contractions or the fake ones? Should I go? Should I wait? Panic, panic!"; and there's a definite cut-off date. We all know how much Rachel likes to plan, and it's no secret that I've disliked the unpredictable nature of this whole operation. Well, we have a plan! Which will probably be upset in some way, but I've had so many "plans" about this pregnancy upset that I ought to be used to it by now.

Anyway, David and I will be sure to post pictures as soon as it enters into our brains to do so in the craziness of the event!