Day 4 Post Due Date, still no baby

I'm beginning to feel like George W. on that battle ship, in a flight suit with the big "Mission Accomplished" banner behind him.

This baby is reluctant to leave her cozy home. Does she know it's 30 degrees outside? Does she have some innate understanding of the pains of life and the hard work involved in being part of the human race. Dear baby, fear not, we'll cuddle you up and shelter you from the cruelties of life- at least for a while.

Scott and I have a 3pm appointment with the doctor. Hopefully we'll learn some new tricks beyond my marathoning while eating spicy pineapple regime.