...that she was supposed to come out today. Granted, it is only about 3:30 and there are still 8 and a half hours left today. However, given the way I'm feeling (perfectly fine other than some Braxton Hicks that pop up every now and then), I'm thinking that Cate is going to stay in there for a little bit longer. This thought has been slightly depressing me all weekend. My doctors will let me go a maximum of two weeks past my due date depending on how big Cate gets before they will induce me. So that's still another two weeks of pregnancy...you've got to be kidding.
I'm trying to look on the bright side of things though. The whole month of January has been kind of a "wait and see". Cate was considered "full term" a few weeks ago which meant I could've had her at any point in time. So every day there was that little bit of anxiety....will she come? Will I start having contractions at school? Will my water break? Now I know there are definitely only 2 weeks at the most left. The end is a lot more in sight. Also, when I put in for my maternity leave, I decided to take an extra two weeks unpaid leave (for a total of 8 weeks). If everything would've gone as planned and Cate would have arrived this weekend, this would've put me coming back to school the day after spring break. While that's a nice transition time for my students, I now see that every day I'm late is an additional day beyond spring break that I'll get to spend with my daughter. Which may mean we'll have a few warmer days together to hang out before I go back to work and will save Eric and I on a few days worth of a sitter.
January has been a hard month...I'm not gonna lie. I've been the most uncomfortable I've been the whole pregnancy (probably because I'm huge at this point), can't sleep for more than 2-3 hours at a time, and the waiting has been killer (especially when the women due at the same time as me at work are already at home with their precious new little ones). The end is coming though. I really feel like God has been speaking to me this weekend and reminding me that I need to be patient. He'll bring Cate to us when he's ready and we need to be okay with that. It could still be tonight...it could be two weeks from now. In the meantime, I just need to sit back, relax, and let him work on preparing me in this final phase of pregnancy for the new role of becoming a mother.