So my due date based on my LMP has passed. It's not the due date my midwife was going off of so it passed without much ado from anyone. Except the voices in my head. I was convinced, based on the awful way I have been feeling, that my baby would be born around the beginning of July. Here we are now, slowly moving toward the middle and another EDD. I actually have 3. Two are based on a sonogram: one of the gestational sac size at the time of the ultrasound, and other on the crown-to-rump length, though I'm not sure why that plays such a huge factor in deciphering the true EDD. What if my baby is really short? Nevertheless, the second one is approaching (tomorrow, the 11th to be exact) and still no major signs of baby coming.
I do realize that the EDD is just exactly that - an ESTIMATED due date. Though many babies are actually born on this date, many also are not. Many go way beyond their EDD's. Many come early. Because I have 3 EDD's, my mind is having a field day and so are my emotions. I've never been one to really be too anxious at the end of my pregnancies; I usually follow the motto, 'baby will come when baby is ready.' But this one, this time, is different. Perhaps it is the craziness of the entire pregnancy that has kept me captivated and obsessing over the EDD. I have been having such a difficult time, and outside factors have definitely played a part in all that. I've never been given 3 EDD's. We sort of weren't even looking at the middle one at all and like I said, my midwife was going by the third one. She's been fine with it. I, however, was convinced this baby wouldn't stay in that long.
Over the last few weeks, I've had contractions which have grown increasingly in intensity but still aren't doing much to bring on real labor. I've been up and down with my moods, how I feel physically, the baby's position in my womb, my energy level. A few times I thought I was in nesting mode, especially in the past week. Tonight, I kinda hit it hard I think. I have been doing laundry for the past few days. Today I felt the need to get the rest of it finished. Stat. I also baked something this morning. And I vacuumed the entire house in anticipation of my husband having time to mop it tonight. I rearranged several things, moved a few small pieces of furniture and re-checked my birth supplies. I think I am nesting for real this time.
But when will baby come? Tomorrow is my sister's birthday. Maybe our little Gianna will decide to make her appearance then; a nice little birthday gift for my oldest big sis. I can't make her come any faster. Who knows, maybe even that final EDD will be the day, or maybe she will stay in there longer? I think if I were a baby and I heard all the craziness going on around me, I'd stay put for as long as possible. Especially when the woman who is supposed to take care of me is such a nut case!