Why thank you!
I had a nice afternoon. I sat under the shade of a tree with ds and reviewed Pat Carter's book (Come Softly Sweet Lucina
). She so *got* it:
"Though most books on pregnancy gloss over these last trying days, there is no use lying, or trying to cover up, dear Mother to Be. The last month of pregnancy is apt to be your forty days in the wilderness. Your Wintertime. Tho through it you will grow to fullfillment, you will have to submit to unknown forces which are greater than yourself. Fight them, embrace them, love them. It will avail you naught. When you can perceive to the depths of your being that your body is no longer yours, indeed if ever it was, and know utter abnegation of self, then and only then will you know the time is near.
I think I'm just about there. I've got to the point where I've realized I have no say at all in when this baby comes.