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Pregnancy Diaries #9: Overdue

This is a post I never imagined I would ever be writing. Not a chance. You may even recall that around 32 weeks, I was convinced that I was going into labour (I wrote a whole post about it here). And, even once I had been assured that I wasn't in early labour, I still thought the baby would be early. I didn't think for a second that we would make it to October. Let alone our due date. And certainly not past our due date! And even the gynaecologist that has been examining me since we have been here in Germany was fairly certain that the baby would be early too. Hell, she even told me at my 36 weeks appointment that she doubted I would make it to the next appointment at 38 weeks.

But I am now 4 days overdue and there is no sign that baby is looking to make an entrance into the world any time soon. He seems pretty snug in there. And, to be fair, who can blame him? The amount of chocolate he has been getting lately, I would want to stay put too.

Honestly though, there have been times that I have felt really fed up lately. I feel huge and uncomfortable a lot of the time and I hate having to stay in the house but walking (well, waddling) is even more uncomfortable than the cabin fever that is stalking my every waking hour. My hips are aching. My legs are aching. My back is aching. Basically, everything is aching. And I just miss doing stuff. I am the kinda person who likes to be out and about and ticking things off of my to-do list. I like taking Ava out and seeing her running around rather than plonking her in front of Peppa Pig whilst I lie very still on the bed as she babbles to me about boats and Daddy Pig and dinosaurs. I miss getting dressed into actual clothes and putting on makeup and feeling like me.

I think that is what I am struggling with the most right now. It is not the discomfort of being overdue. Or really any worry about the baby (I am assured he is doing perfectly fine in there). I mean, I am not even too worried about the labour anymore. I am just itching to not be pregnant anymore. I want some kinda normalcy back and to be able to go outside and enjoy stuff again. And, of course, I can't wait to meet him and soak up all that newborn goodness. To sniff his head and put him in cute outfits and watch Ava interact with him. I want him to be here so we can all enjoy him and love him.

So, here's hoping that he won't keep us waiting too much longer and that the next post that goes up after this one will feature his little face.

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