It’s the end of the night of my due date, and no labor for me so far. I’m surprised that I’m really OK with that. I was pretty anxious last week when I was thinking it was going to happen early, but seeing my due date come and go has been no big deal for me. I know he’s going to come in the next few days on his own or I will probably be induced at the end of next week, so he’ll be here soon one way or the other. This way, Matt and I can still enjoy Thanksgiving dinner before we welcome our new baby into the world. We’re going to a friend’s parents’ house in Sausalito for dinner tomorrow, which will be nice I’m sure. It was sweet of them to invite us since we don’t have any family in the area and I didn’t want to plan to cook at our house in case the baby decided to come on Thanksgiving.

I was also thinking that our baby might be cuter at birth since he will be born a little after his due date. He will have had time to fatten up more and maybe be a little chubby. I expect him to be 8+ pounds by the time he is born.

Thankfully, I’m still feeling pretty great. My cold is pretty much gone with just a little residual stuffy nose. I’m still able to walk a couple miles each morning with Matt and overall feel much better and less uncomfortable than I expected at this point. I’m ready for pregnancy to be over because I want our baby boy here on dry land and I want to get my figure back, but I really can’t complain about being pregnant because I have had such an easy time. Let’s all hope that my labor and delivery goes as smoothly as pregnancy has!