Still here.

Still waiting for the baby. There's been no progress that I can see, although saoba thinks the Li'l Critter has dropped even further just since last week. I'm still having some intermittent abdominal cramps and some painless or slightly uncomfortable contractions, but nothing laboresque.

I really got my hopes up too much when the symptoms seemed so promising, over the weekend. It shifted me away from thinking of my due date as the goal, and I started attending too much to every little twinge and ache. It's actually getting a little easier to deal with, now that I'm no longer expecting to go into labor.

Tomorrow we go back to the midwife in the evening. I'm going to ask her about stripping the membranes. It might help, and it's unlikely to cause harm.

I'm not doing much. I brought work home with me, but there have been obstacles - I can't sit for very long at my desktop computer, and until this evening I didn't have the adapter to use the work laptop in our living room. (No three-pronged electrical sockets. We live in an elderly house.) Tomorrow I'll try to knock out a presentation for my boss, and at least I'll feel like I'm accomplishing something. Otherwise I am mostly reading novels, doing needlework, cooking tasty dinners, resting, and waiting for the baby.

I am getting out every day for exercise, at least. Today the sun came out for the first time in days and days, and saoba and I fled the house for the Inner Harbor. We had lunch, toured the USS Constellation (I had never been aboard before), and finished the afternoon with ice cream. I exhausted myself completely - as soon as we got home, I fell asleep sitting upright on the couch. But it was good to get out.