It's late and I don't want to say a whole lot. 41 weeks in less than 2 hours. No contractions, no show, no nothing. And that's fine with me right now.
My girlfriend Andrea came for dinner tonight with Malachi and Rikayla (previous post about them, one or two weeks ago). The first anniversary of her husband Rik's death is Monday.... the same day as my induction.
She understands what's going on. I enjoy spending time with her. I enjoy talking about Rik with her - about his crazy hair, and how much Malachi looks like his daddy, and how Rik was Mr. Extreme Adventure just like his baby girl Rikayla. It doesn't hurt her "worse" to talk about Rik. In fact, I have a feeling that (like me) it's a relief to be able to talk about him without someone asking her if she's "over him" yet. Yeah, and they've said that to her. They've asked her "What's your problem?", when they know Rik has passed away. (???? Who are these people? And can I please throttle them????)
It was a relief to say the things I say on this blog - to a face - and still get the same reactions that I do online. My blog readers - Thank you for your non-stupid comments, your concern, and your love. It's so rare to be able to say these things and not get stupid comments.
Signing out. Still no contractions. My bet? 3:30pm on Monday I'll have Joshua. That's my guess for a quick labor. My guess for a long labor is around 10:15pm Monday. But I want the best timing... and only God's gonna know that. So, it's in His hands - not like I ever had any control over the situation.