Today should be the day.
I am just waiting on a call from the hospital, letting me know they are ready for me.
That's the thing about living where I do - people here like to have babies.
Which means the maternity floor is always crowded.
Which means that even if you are a week overdue, you wait.
But if you go into labor on your own, you are welcome to come in anytime.
It makes me feel like I'm naughty for being induced.
At this point, I don't care.
Wasn't it nice of this little boy to wait until May?
The only months we have left now are August and December.
Whatever that means.
The phone is still not ringing.
But I'm having a baby sometime today!