The writing is on the wall ...

My doc stopped by this morning just to check on me. It was Dr. McHottie and James wasn't here this time. :-) Too bad for him!! I asked her if we really were planning to do this (have the baby) this weekend and she said yes. My nurse tonight told us that my chart said they were planning to induce on Friday. So I guess my December baby is now a November baby and you know what? The November birthstone isn't as pretty as the December birthstone. I suppose it fits that a fall month has a fall colored birthstone but I had my heart set on a pretty piece of blue topaz as my mommy present. :-) This is what I think about at night. After James leaves (and I get the computer back - ha ha ha) and I'm alone with my thoughts. These are the things that pop into my mind. The mind I happen to be losing as the walls close in on me in my little cubby hole.

I had a nervous moment this morning when they hooked me up to the monitor. Her heart rate dipped right off then she was just steady for a while, not doing much of anything. I had to roll to the other side, which is much easier said than done when you're big as Shamu! I poked at her a little bit and really pissed her off because she just went bonkers. So everything was fine and no contractions. Tonight she looked great from the beginning and I was hooked up for about an hour and all is well. A few small contractions but nothing crazy - I didn't even feel them.

I am so happy tomorrow is Monday. Sunday TV was horrible until the football games started and I was awake way before then. At least I know I can watch TNT all day tomorrow and maybe some soap operas while I sit here and pull out my hair!! I can catch up on what's going on in Pine Valley and Salem! For now, I guess I'm stuck with Jerry Maguire.

Tom Cruise is such an idiot.