I remember when i first thought i was pregnant, and took that test and it came back negative .. and how sad i was that i waited all night to take this test and it was nothing. Then i took the test a few days later, and there it was .. an actual baby in there! I told myself waiting those three days was worth it !
Now here i am, feeling like this is A LOT worse. I go to sleep, in hopes the contractions will get stronger and wake me up .. and i wake up, still pregnant than ever. I honestly have a feeling my little chunker, who is already estimated to be pretty big, is fully aware of how big he is, how tiny i am, and instead of pushing it and hurting me .. hes waiting for my doctors to get a grip and get him out themselves!
With working at a hospital, i have a lot of opportunities to get opinions on the whole situation, and a lot of nurses i talk to said that its dumb my doctors dont want to talk induction or c section until 41 and a half weeks, already knowing he was big from 30 weeks on. Even my doctor at my last appointment literally gave me the :/ look when i said hes pretty big. She goes "yeah he is .. .. i hope you can get him out!"
UM SO DO I, SO LETS GET THIS SH!T ON THE ROAD.
Everyone wants me to go out today and i just want to be alone. I feel like i let everyone down, everyone .. along with me, was ready to go last night. Everything is packed, everything is charged up, gas tank full, clothes ready by the door. I feel like now people are just like okay well hes not coming so dont call me unless your at the hospital pushing :(