I’ve been feeling contractions for two weeks now. Sometimes more intense than others, the past few days I kept thinking, “today is the day.” And then another day goes by. I’ve drank pineapple, I even tried the midwives brew. All to no avail, but all with hopeful symptoms. Lost plug, strong contractions... well, I guess I’m gonna just eat cake and wait for this guy to show up. But I am so so so so depressed.

I even cancelled going to a shower because I thought today is it! And nothing... and I totally wanted to be there since they were being so sweet to actually get together for us.

I am convinced, I will be pregnant forever. Just line up, I’ll sign autographs for everyone so you can prove you know a real famous person... the perpetually pregnant woman...

Oh, tomorrow is the due date. So let’s hope... well can you hope for me? I’m tired of being optimistic.

Now for carrot cake. See ya!