Due date is here, but feeling like this baby is never going to come. I wanted a libra too so i dunno, we’ll see. At this point it would just be nice to have a poop, much less a giant baby. Bouncing on the ball, walking, eating pineapple and dates, guzzling raspberry leaf tea, taking primrose oil and basically everything else i can possibly do. Yesterday i told the midwife i was so sick of being pregnant that i didn’t even care about my baby anymore and was really over the idea of it all together…she smiled and responded by saying “that was a great sign!”. I’ve gained about 50 lbs this pregnancy which is astounding to me and bc it happened so quickly i don’t have the muscle strength to accommodate for it. The midwives aren’t phased by it, although i know if I were seeing an OB it would be considered a high weight gain and i wonder if there would be discussion of induction. Instead I get to wait another TEN days past my 40 weeks then drink a magic potion that is supposedly popular in Europe to encourage baby to come.
Going to bake some pumpkin muffins now and watch netflix.