Waiting...

Well, it is almost 1 week later and still no sign of the little guy. I get twinges here and there, and I think labour will come on soon, but no, it is all in my head. So, I am walking around trying to intice this kid to come out. But again, nothing. No good. This kid is either stubborn or wants to be fully cooked before he comes out. Right now, I am at 39 weeks pregnant. He only has one week left to decide to come out or not. Then, I start the rigorous treatment to get him out.

On a happier note, the baby's room is pretty much ready. We have dressed the crib, we have a change table, toys are on display. He has a stroller, car seat, diapers, wipes, clothes etc. We have the basics covered. "Anytime now...hurry up..."

Okay I had a couple of dreams last night. One, where I was waitressing back in the bar. And I was 39 weeks pregnant in the dream. I don't know why I keep having dreams about waitressing. I will never go back there. Why?

Also, I had a dream I was getting ready to breastfeed my child for the first time. I was having trouble getting the milk going. Finally, this thick off-white milk did come. Then I put the child on the breast. I wasn't sure I had him securely. I pulled him off to check. And he pulled my nipple off. It didn't hurt, much. Then I was trying to get him on the other boob and that one wasn't producing any milk. It was weird.

It feels odd to be off work. I don't feel like I am contributing, just sitting here, having a baby. Maybe taking care of one, will be more work. As long as he doesn't tare my nipple off!