Sunday, September 6, 2009

the overdue blues

ha. as though a due date means anything at all.

9 days late and counting, not that i care or anything.

i feel like i'm living in this strange reality. every day i make plan A and then plan B, just in case. i do things for the last time before baby (like shave, vacuum the living room, do a load of laundry, etc. etc.) and then i do them again. and again.

i've also done all the things that i should be doing, so don't go asking me about it or giving me suggestions. and by the way, it's all bullshit. if sex or herbs or walking got a baby out i'd have a three week old by now.

i guess i shouldn't be surprised. with E i was a full 14 days late. but he was my FIRST and somehow it seems like i should get some kind of break with the THIRD one, don't you think?

so that's the latest. just keeping you posted. believe me, i'll let you know if something happens. if it ever happens. which right now i'm pretty sure it never will.