I've been reading about "slow-to-start" labors.
I'm just so frustrated, angry, sad, with feelings of complete zen all interspersed. It's really weird. People keep asking me if I've tried _______ . Uh. Yeah. I've tried almost everything.
Me too. I've been trying to keep my patience and remembering that this is the last time I'll likely ever be pregnant, and trying to enjoy it and all, but mostly I keep remember the panicky "under pressure to perform" feelings I had with my other two. My midwife KNOWS I have my babies between 41 and 42 weeks, we're doing a NST on Friday if baby's not here and I'll be nearly 42 weeks at that point, she's not at all concerned or pressuring me or anything - she's wonderful - but in my head, 41 weeks means fighting against induction. Still. I know I'm being totally irrational. And I can't get past feeling like I'm on the clock because of my last two babies, which means I feel stressed out and weepy and frustrated, and I don't want my last bit of pregnancy to be like this. I need to figure out how to let it go, and I can't.