Well, at least it is for me (as of 1pm) it is a non-labor Labor Day. I am over 39 weeks but the little guy seems happy as a clam in there. I had an OB appointment last Thursday and my doctor predicted it wouldn't be happening this week. But she also prefaced that with, who knows what will happen and babies do whatever they want on their own schedule.
So as much as we have advanced in medical science, it is still a complete crapshoot as to when a woman goes into labor (unless she has a scheduled C-section or is induced -- neither of which I am planning on.)
The exciting news -- if you can detect my sarcasm -- is that my ankles and feet are swelling pretty regularly in the past week. I know that many, many women have it much worse than me in this department, but I may be getting dangerously close to having cankles. That alone is worth wishing labor gets going sooner rather than later.
Except that the twins start kindergarten on Wednesday. Believe it or not, we've managed to have two fairly big life events planned for virtually the same week: the twins going to 5-day-a-week, full-day kindergarten at a new school for the first time and my having a baby. Since I didn't give birth over the long holiday weekend (again, as of yet), we're basically hoping the little guy decides to stay in there at least through Thursday so that we can have a couple of days of regular drop offs and pick ups at the new school. We'll see what he decides to do.
My OB says virtually every woman will go into labor on her own by 41.5 weeks. That means that I could potentially have two more weeks of pregnancy. If that's the case, I just hope my ankles will forgive me.
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