Still here. By my calculations I'm 40 weeks today and in between the multiple "due" dates I've calculated. The latest one is the 17th and ds3 came 6 days after his latest date so I'm really not expecting anything for at least a couple more days, but I also will be surprised if I'm still pregnant by next weekend.
Dh is terrified, although I'm sure he'll be a lot better after the birth. He wants it over with, but doesn't want to deal with it.
Meanwhile, I feel like I'm waiting for my execution instead of a baby. I hate the unknowns of birth. I wish I could just get a memo about what's going to happen and what day in advance and then I'd be perfectly happy living my life until the appointed time. Too bad it doesn't work that way. lol
My birthing space is, finally, all set up, unless I feel like doing some extra things to it like posters or I find another blanket somewhere to stick under the pool. I have 1 video tape clear for the birth and hope I can get dh to clear one more, just in case. I'm also reading the manual to figure out how to film in low light. I haven't used the camera in over a year. Assuming we remember to turn on the camera this time. It barely got remembered with ds3. I've got towels, housecoat, baby blanket & hat to take down to the basement next time I go. They can get thrown in the dryer while I'm pushing to warm them up for us. Just need to add the bowl for the placenta, plus scissors and something to tie the cord. Might leave those last 2 upstairs, depends how hard it is to move baby & placenta after the birth.
I'm hoping to make another set of baby legs from socks and get a few sewing repairs made, but those are just something to do besides sitting staring at the computer.
And now I guess I'd better get started making supper or it's going to be 8 before we eat, again.