eeeek!
Well I think that sums it up pretty well.
I was really hoping that Graglo was going to be a good baby and listen to me and come out on Saturday as we had previously discussed but no such luck. Well I had discussed and I’d figured Graglo had been listening, but I suppose they say kids never listen anyway, and Mike did point out that Graglo’s language comprehension is probably pretty low so perhaps Graglo didn’t understand, but I swear I saw nodding…. Anyway, clearly that didn’t happen. Graglo is still firmly planted in my midsection and hasn’t really shown any interest in a phase change at all. I’m guessing it’s not quite as uncomfortable for the baby as it is for me- I feel like my torso has reached maximum capacity, that it’s like a balloon over filled with air and ready to pop and it’s getting crowded in there- in fact it kinda feels like lobster claws poking at my pelvic bones most of the time. I do realize that there is a very low probability of anything lobsterlike in my uterus and that it’s probably my pelvic bones being stretched, but despite the whole ‘truth’ and ‘knowledge’ thing about what’s really happening, it still does feel like little red pincers.
BUT exoskeleton or no exoskeleton, in 6 hrs, our little lovechildlobster will be assisted on the process out- which is exciting and scary and I’m not quite sure how to wrap my mind around it, but there you have it. Here’s to quick deliveries and internal skeletons and healthy normal babies!
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