I am waiting to have a baby. That has been my life. I’ve been dilated 4-5 cm for over two and a half weeks now, but nothing has really happened. I keep reminding myself that I can’t be pregnant forever. My baby boy will make his appearance at some point.
I went on a walk today. It was ninety degrees and I went 1.5 miles and some of it was in sand. Exhausting. But at least I’m not a pioneer crossing the country with a handcart or something when I’m nine months pregnant and about to give birth.