40 weeks. my counter is sad now.

no more "only x days to go!", just the sad declaration that I have, in fact, reached my due date. That's not sad really, but it loses something without the fun countdown. Also, I was out on the town today (WalMart, Shoppers, Pets Unlimited, and Dollarama, wooh!), and every single one of the cashiers asked me if I was due...soon? It was fun to say yes actually, today! They were all like, yipes...

My appointment was pretty good, I actually got to see Dr. Mills, my doctor, and will see her again next week if Jr. decides to hang in much longer. She stripped my membranes again, which wasn't very fun, but I'm 'a good 2cm dilated', up, ooh, half a centimetre from when I was in the hospital and from last week. *sigh*. She also noted that my membranes are bulging, which is a good sign, they could go any time, and that the baby is at a -3 station, on a scale of -5 (you have no hope in hell of delivering the baby) to +5 (the baby is actually being born). So that's all relatively good news. I asked about the giantness of the baby, and she said it's not a concern at this point, but that they won't let me go forever. I also asked about the placenta calcification thing, and she said that's absolutely nothing to worry about, the baby still feels and sounds great, and is active, so everything is hunky dory. It has to be quite calicified apparently, for it to cause concern. I did ask what would prompt them to do an induction, and she said we'd discuss it at my appointment next week, and that she would likely rupture my membranes after that appointment if things still weren't moving along. She said she had a lady in who wanted to be induced because she thinks she's having a 10lb baby. She said the lady probably is having a 10lb baby, but as long as everything is going well health wise for mom and baby, inducing just for size is generally not a good choice, as it leads to a much higher c-section rate.

So, hang in there I will. I ate a bunch of fresh pineapple last night because my sister found some things that said it helps to induce labour, but all it did for me was make my tongue burn. It was a fairly acidic pineapple, apparently. I've tried everything else, and am still here, so I guess I'll just keep doing everything and hope Jr. gets the idea. I can't see how he's not ready, but I guess I have to go with the fact that he's not. I'm thinking April 1st, which is Friday, because it's April Fool's, and that'd be fitting. Jokester baby.