So the date, Saturday 3rd July 2021, has come and gone. I am officially 40 weeks and 1 day, overdue, and feeling only the normal aches and pains due to being bigger, heavier and of course pregnancy hormonal.
I am very excited to get started, but am trying my best not to be like a woman in the two week wait, interrogating Google for signs and symptoms. Or – God forbid – be putting stock into those old wives tales of hot curry, pineapple, sex, cod liver oil, bouncing a gym ball, or raspberry leaf tea miracle labour starters.
If any of those were true, I’d have been in labour before 20 weeks. I eat plenty of curry which makes my forehead sweat with heat, we love it! I ate pineapple, used a yoga ball during yoga and had sex too, but only in the course of doing normal life, and nothing has set labour in motion.
Just let them be, I think to myself.
Baby will come when it’s ready, and more than anything I’d like to avoid induction due to being late. Why is being late a problem in of itself? I don’t quite agree with the induction logic if nothing else is amiss. My body will be ready when it’s ready. Baby will be ready when they’re ready.
So that is where I am right now. Technically ‘overdue’, but emotionally and physically fine to carry on as we are until something changes.
It’s not labour until it’s labour, stop fussing. 😂