yep, officially flown past d-day and now four days overcooked.
baby is sitting so high there is no point in doing a sweep apparently. i'd kinda guessed this from the boobs pretty much resting on bump look but it's somewhat irritating to discover something i didn't want in the first place couldn't be done, even if i did want it...ah the wonders of reverse pyschology.
so now i'm waiting, not so patiently. esmée was a week late so i'm pinning my hopes to t+7. though really i should probably just be enjoying the peace and quiet whilst es is at nursery for the next few days, catching up on the million 'nothing happening' texts and sleeping whilst i can.
got an induction date of may 2nd, keep your fingers crossed i go before then as i really don't want to be strapped to a bed, monitored up. it goes against everything that happened last time with active birthing speedy gonzales labour.
over and out (please)
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