T Minus 3 - Crushed Hopes & Dreams

The day started off promising-ish...First, I thought maybe that my water had a slow leak this morning. I even changed the undies to make sure I hadn't just been "dripping" after going pee. Nope, the next pair had a silver-dollar sized wet spot, too.

Then when I got in the car to take G back to work at lunch today, I was having the most uncomfortable pressure/pain...on the one hand there was the familiar BH "steel band" sensation right at my panty line. Then I had enormous pressure in my anus - seriously felt like junior'd taken a wrong turn in there and was trying to come out the wrong exit. I knew it definitely wasn't contractions, but thought maybe it was an omen??

I think I freaked G out in the car. He kept asking if we needed to turn around to get my bag. I kept telling him no...that I was going to get my toenails done and still needed to shower. When we got to the office, he had to go for his pack o' cigarettes (he usually doesn't smoke during the day). I laughed and asked him if I'd stressed him out. What a cutie. Anyway, I was all excited - still hoping that junior'd wait one more day so I could get my hair done but thinking that I'd definitely be meeting the newest family member by this weekend...

THEN, crushing disappointment at my OB's tonight...First, she's pretty sure that it wasn't my water this morning. She measured my amnio fluid and got a little cagy about it...said, "there are women who have more but you're fully within the range of normal." Then we got nothing on the ultrasound - couldn't see freaking anything. The OB couldn't even measure the belly so we don't have any idea how big "le Schnegg" is now. I asked her about the possibilities to induce earlier and explained the situation with mom coming over, etc. She said 7 days is the EARLIEST and told me not to stress myself out over it - to "just enjoy the week with my mom." No give there, damnit.

I had a mini-contraction while she was doing the u/s and she felt my belly and said, "not really." Then they hooked me up to the NST and NOT ONE SINGLE EFFING CONTRACTION. I don't get it...why is the midwife at the hospital recording contractions every time but none show up at my OB's???

On the positive side, he's still doing peachy freaking keen in there - just happy as a pig in shite. His HB's perfect and he's still moving like Muhammed Ali.

She made an appointment to see me on Monday and told me that I should go see the OB who's delivering me next Friday to set an induction date. I'M EFFING DUE THIS SATURDAY!!!!! I'm not bitter or anything, though.