Yes my hormonal roller coaster has come to an end. Now I sit here calm, cool and collected, pretty boring. The Doctor says the baby is ready and any day now she will come. Any day...

I watch the clock and time irregular contractions. I keep hoping my water will break and yet nothing has happen. Yesterday I tried meditation to guide the baby to start her journey to the outer world. I imagined her little head engaged and breaking threw the birth canal. I visualized holding her and nursing and after about 20 minutes I knocked out cold. I woke up a little annoyed that nothing, NOTHING had changed.

I have walked to the playground and got on the swings to help her position and could not sleep because of the pain but still NO BABY!

I have tried sex! Sex when you are nine months pregnant is not only embarrassing, but ridiculous! The man did not want to hurt the baby and so it was uncomfortable, unexciting and really not worth the time it took to get in that position.

Although I am suffering threw the frustration of waiting for the baby, I have not been on the attack. I have not been interested in much to be upset about much. The man has seemed a little disappointed at times due to my even temperament. He has been missing the cheap thrills of watching me get worked up and loose it. He has even tried to instigate a couple little arguments but really I don't have time for all that. I am trying to will this baby OUT!

Well I guess I will lie back on the couch and think the baby out. Me and her need to have a heart to heart about knowing when its time to move on. She needs to know that change is good and the rest of the family would love to get to know her. I would also like her to know that mommy would like to have a little wine maybe a smoke a giant coffee or even at the least a minute alone.