Went to the doctor this morning. About 2.5 cm dilated. If she doesn't come before the 15th, then we'll go in on the 16th for induction. Let's hope she comes on her own!
Tomorrow is our official due date, but we haven't seen to much in the way of labor besides finding out I was 2cm dilated and 75% effaced at our appointment last Monday. We've got another appointment in the morning so we'll find out if I've progressed any more.
It's funny because most people that know my due date is tomorrow think I must be miserable and ready to be done with this pregnancy. Honestly, I'm not. I have to say that I have truly enjoyed and maybe even loved being pregnant. I know there are a lot of people out there that could never understand that because they've had uncomfortable pregnancies, but mine has really been great. I've been extremely lucky. I can only hope that if we are lucky enough to have another child that the second pregnancy will be as uneventful. I'm cherishing these last few days where I have Margot all to myself. I don't think I'm generally a selfish person, but when it comes to her, I definitely have been. I like having her all to myself. While I know it will be fabulous getting to actually meet and hold her, I have enjoyed the time that we've had together over the past nine months, her kicking me and me trying to figure out what parts of her are where, and I'm going to miss that. I guess it's just not possible to keep them in there until they are 18 though, huh? I figure it's a lot easier taking care of them that way.
The next part of our journey is about to begin, and while we're excited, we're also nervous. We've taken all the classes and read the books, so now we need to put all that knowledge into action.