Yes. You guessed it. Still pregnant. ‘Overdue’ by about 5 days.

And no, this isn’t some April Fools joke where I’m actually sitting in hospital with a newborn baby. Trust me, I’m not that good with secrets and I’m worse at practical jokes.

On Monday I head in for the official testing to do with being fully cooked. They’ll check all the fluid and the heart beat and make sure that everything is still healthy. And I’ll get to be monitored for an indefinite period of time. They weren’t specific but ‘day stay’ has a rather ambiguous ring to it.

In the meantime, I’m hoping that all of the waiting doesn’t result in Josh’s slow but steady descent into madness.

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Somewhere along the line the jelly bean became baby goog. Because let’s face it, we are well past the jellybean stage now. I’m currently 2 days overdue. Although I’m beginning to suspect that I just have a naturally long gestation period. Clearly I’ve won some kind of genetic lottery. Awesome. But given that Riley was only 7 pounds at 42 weeks, I’m thinking that my baby’s just need extra cooking time. Convincing the doctor of that with the planned induction on day 11 may be a little more challenging. But we’re not there yet. Right now I’m focusing on drinking lots of water, keeping active and thinking positive labour thoughts.

In other genetic victories I seem to be overly prone to carrying babies posterior. Which I hear will be extra special when it comes to labouring. I’ve given up on the idea of the baby turning. And resigned myself to a bit of a difficult labour in that department. At this point, as long as there is a labour I’ll be a happy camper.

And to prove to Baby Goog that I am in fact ready, willing and able – I have completed the baby blanket and sewn in the five million ends. I didn’t think forward enough that changing colours so regularly without carrying it up the side would end up in a whole lot of work for me at the end. I figured that was future Zoey’s problem. And it was.

So, no more excuses. You’ve been warned. I’m looking at the castor oil right now.

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