Our friends who were due on April 28th had their baby on April 10th.

Our friends who were due on May 22nd had their baby yesterday, May 7th.

I, on the other hand, am apparently going to be pregnant forever.

Remember when I announced that Hunter had dropped down? I had a whole bunch of symptoms supporting this: ligaments hurting more than usual, pelvis/back being pushed in odd ways, people telling me I looked lower, heartburn went away.... Well, Dad say's I've obviously been watching too much news on television and Hunter's starting to realize what life is like out here, because he's apparently climbed back out.

sigh

The good news is that we had another ultrasound this past week, and he's at least pointed in the right direction (and estimated at about 6 1/2 pounds plus or minus a half pound as of last Tuesday, which gives some leeway if he continues to hold out.) The doctor says my cervix is "not very ripe," which I choose to look at as an improvement over "not ripe at all," which was the verdict as of a couple of weeks ago. I'm taking raspberry leaf tea and Evening Primrose oil, which supposedly help get things revved up, but it's still up to Hunter. I'd walk more, but I'm in Riverside which has been terribly hot and smoggy and not conducive to outdoor exercise.

One of the frustrating things is that I keep getting these hopeful symptoms, which then go away. It's not that pregnancy is so terribly awful -- in fact, I hear what some people go through, and (although I'm trying to avoid being a smug, Plump Pomegranate, I am becoming increasing grateful) I'm very lucky in that I haven't been sick the whole time, my feet haven't flattened, I'm not retaining water, I don't have stretch marks, and heck, I don't even have acne -- but I really am looking forward to meeting this little guy who's been living inside me. Whenever I get a twinge or something else that might indicate that This Is It which then fizzles, it's terribly disappointing.

So we wait.