I thought now that my parents were in town and our house of chaos was coming down from  manic mode, this baby would sense it was now OK to come on out into the world.  But so far he hasn’t.  Even all those early contractions I was having are now fewer and far between.  It’s as if he’s become really comfy and decided to stay awhile.

Last time I was in to see the Doctor, she offered to do a couple of things to help get labor started and I had to decline!  I can’t believe I had to say no!   I had to because at that time our house of chaos was in full swing with three guys at the house helping Joe and our mile long list of things to accomplish before the baby came was no where near finished.  And if I went into labor, it meant all work would cease because Joe would of course accompany me to the hospital!  There was just too much work left to be done!

But now, our list is complete enough and instead of going into labor or even a hint of going into labor, I’ve gone from energizer-bunny-manic-mode from 7am – 2am, to barely being able to keep my eyes open.  It’s funny how when we need the energy for something important, it’s available.  But then when that ‘something important’ is over, we crash.

So maybe this baby DOES sense that all the work is complete and it’s now OK for him to make his way into the world, but he’s just letting me rest up first.  Before the real work of ‘labor’ begins.