Tomorrow’s the magical “EDD.” The E stand for estimated, and apparently 3.0 didn’t get the memo that I’d like him out by then. I don’t know why I’m so antsy about it all now – I know life will be hard with 3 of them and I should enjoy every day I have with just the twins. And I’m trying. Truthfully, I feel guilty a little that our little threesome and daily routines are going to be so disrupted, and I’m nervous about how I’ll handle it all. And I did say for a long time that I wanted to wait until after Easter for him to come. But I’m also ready to meet the newest member of our family. So I sit here, anxious, uncomfortable, and impatient and wondering if labor will start before next Wednesday at noon, when we have to be at the hospital for the scheduled c-section.

I had my last doctor appointment yesterday. The good news is that baby is big and healthy and looks good. I’ve had a couple of 8 pound plus estimates, and I certainly feel overstuffed like a Thanksgiving turkey. But she basically apologized before telling me my cervix was still totally closed. That was really disappointing to hear – I was hoping for maybe a centimeter or something telling me my body was at least trying to get ready for labor. I really want a VBAC and really don’t want the recovery from another c-section. I just cannot imagine trying to care for the twins and a newborn alone while still in pain from surgery. So I went and did a few laps around the mall while buying Alex some new shoes to see if walking would help. I am having lots of little contractions, but I’ve been having them for a week now, so I don’t think they are doing any good. My aunt Jimmie emailed me today that Friday is a full moon, and I’ve heard that brings on labor for many women. Here’s hoping…