i don't believe it myself, but yes, still no baby. there were nights, not too many nights ago, i would sit on the couch and watch truman do tumbles and backflips, making my stomach look like an alien was about to tear my flesh open and come raging out, hungry for human flesh and world domination. as i would watch this spectacle in half fear and half maternal awe, i was almost positive, he would, sooner than i was ready, break my water with all those jabs and half inch protrusions.
as it appears right now, as i've sadly accepted, friday, august 15th at 7:30am, i'm scheduled for my inducement. the distance from here, this tuesday to there, this friday, seems like a lifetime away-an eternity elapsed within and around eternities.
i will say, i'm getting WAY more done around the new place than i antcipated. which is nice, but not as nice as being able to bend down again and having little truman here would be.