no change

No baby yet. Pretty bummed about that. Oh well.

I posted on my Facebook status yesterday that girls were proving to already be more difficult than boys. That certainly brought out all of the moms of daughters to tell me it's worth the wait. :) I don't doubt that. Just laughing that Seth, my firstborn and a boy, came five days early without any warning. Never had any complaints during that pregnancy except for the heartburn. I was "1 in 10000" my doctor told me, and I earned quite the reputation at the hospital for my delivery of him. Never had done it before, and I still don't know what was so amazing about it, but the nurses and hospital administrator would continually come and tell me, "I heard you were one in ten thousand."

And so now our second, and a girl, is late. I was told that your second usually comes before your first. Yah, not so for me I guess. And I have had way more complaints and aches and pains this pregnancy. Still not enough to complain about because it has been an easy pregnancy in comparison to so many others who have vast complications. So this is not a complaint, just commenting on how different.

I am also not super frustrated at her being late. I am frustrated with everything else. I am mainly frustrated because her coming late means that I will most likely be in the hospital when my parents come on Saturday. I appreciate the hospital wanting to make sure we're all well and good before heading home, but staying for 4 nights after giving birth is a bit excessive. It'd be different if I didn't have help or had complications or just needed some extra rest, but I'd much rather be at home resting with my family than being in a hospital paying lots of money to do the same thing at home. Plus they're just super hyper about things. I have been talking to a friend from college who is a nurse and works with babies about some things they do differently here. Again, different is not bad, but she has explained a few things to me which has been more than helpful. Grateful for that! I will be asking a few more questions and probably be a bit more demanding this time now that I am more informed. They'll be glad to get rid of me I'm sure. :) Of course I will do this in a nice way. And when you only get to see your family once (or twice like this year since we were just home for the summer) a year, you don't want to spend that time sitting in a hospital.

And I'm also tired of hearing everyone's comments. They are all well-intentioned and mean no harm, but I don't think anyone thinks that they might just be the 17th person to say that to me in the last 30 minutes. It gets a little depressing. Everyone thinks they know and wants to give me their two cents. Again, I know it is all said with great intentions. So I am not mad at anyone, just tired of hearing what everyone else has to say. My particular favorite is when they look at me and try to figure out if I have "dropped" or discuss my weight. And they all have to tell me their stories. Why is it that people share the most horrible stories to someone who is about to give birth?! Seriously, people, take an extra two seconds to think. Ah, I'm really laughing on the inside. Maybe our daughter is wise to stay in a little longer. :)

So after having an appointment on Monday and hearing that there was no change since last Friday, I came home and drowned my sorrows in a pan of brownies, which I had made after my appointment on Friday because I was so sad to hear no news then as well. No brownies are left, and I have an appointment tomorrow. I will have to search for some other sweet I guess!